Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song They Want My Soul, artist - Spoon. Album song They Want My Soul, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 04.08.2014
Record label: AnTi, Headz
Song language: English
They Want My Soul |
| Let’s go get out in the street |
| Somebody’s gotta |
| Let’s get the stars to align |
| For lambs to slaughter |
| In the photographs |
| Their eyes make a signal path |
| And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on |
| And on and on and on |
| Don’t it feel like Friday night? |
| Cars are all lined up |
| Let it go push you around |
| Oh, what’s it amount to? |
| Card sharks and street preachers want my soul |
| All the sellers and palm readers want my soul |
| Post sermon socialites |
| Park enchanters and skin tights |
| All they want’s my soul |
| Yeah, they want my soul |
| In the photograph |
| Your eyes make a signal path |
| And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on |
| And on and on and on |
| Let’s go lose track of time |
| Somebody’s gotta |
| Let’s get the stars to align |
| For lambs to slaughter |
| Educated folk singers want my soul |
| Jonathon Fisk still wants my soul |
| I got nothing I want to say to 'em |
| They got nothing left that I want |
| All they want’s my soul |
| Yes, yes, I know it |
| They want my soul |
| They want my soul |
| Oh ah, want my soul |
| Oh ah, they want my soul |
| Oh ah, they want my soul |