Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Souls, artist - Hippo Campus. Date of issue: 03.05.2015
Song language: English
Souls |
| Back to the streets where the kids are new |
| Love was around the corner from you |
| You played it well, like an old-time jive |
| Girl, I swear, I’ve never seen you look so alive |
| Back the train up on the path |
| Rolling off the tracks, no you’ll never see it again |
| Wrote a song that you dug so much |
| Living it up with the boys and such |
| Oh, oh, we won’t go |
| Back to the room where we sold our souls |
| Oh, oh, we won’t go |
| Oh, oh, boots and bros |
| Down with the shrine of American gold |
| Oh, oh, boots and bros |
| We moved in packs together, bounded by our oldest brothers |
| Oh, oh, oh |
| (oh, oh, oh, oh) |
| The night was ours for taking, rolling cigarettes and sneaking |
| O-o-out |
| (oh, oh, oh) |
| We sung our songs of youth and promised that we’d never lose it |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
| Oh, we won’t go |
| Back to the room where we sold our souls |
| Oh, we won’t go |
| Oh, boots and bros |
| Down with the shrine of American gold |
| Oh, boots and bros |