| Down in Saint Jude’s hall, you star in a play
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| You’re ready to free fall, the children do say
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| Euphoric recall will take you away
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| Underneath your skin
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| I know that you travel, on your astral plane
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| The deepest respect, can your hear my refrain
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| So nice to meet you, when I was in Spain
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| Underneath my skin
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| Here it comes again
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| Say yeah, yeah yeah
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| You got soul
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| You got soul
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| You ain’t done nothin' wrong
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| The flesh is weak, but the spirit is strong
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| You got soul
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| You got soul
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| I knew it all along
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| Your eyes do speak, when I sing my song
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| The Dalai Lama do whisper and say
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| Deep in your karma the demon you slay
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| You be the one and you blow me away
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| Underneath my skin
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| Here it comes again
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| Say yeah, yeah yeah
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| You got soul
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| You got soul
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| You ain’t done nothin' wrong
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| The flesh is weak, but the spirit is strong
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| You got soul
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| You got soul
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| I knew it all along
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| Your eyes do speak, when I sing my song
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| Underneath my skin
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| Here it comes again
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| Say yeah, yeah yeah
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| You got soul
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| You got soul
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| You ain’t done nothin' wrong
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| The flesh is weak, but the spirit is strong
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| You got soul
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| You got soul
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| I knew it all along
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| Your eyes do speak, when I sing my song |