They Want My Soul (Home Demo) Spoon
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[Verse 1]
Let's go get out in the street
Somebody's gotta
Let's get the stars to align
For lambs to slaughter
[Hook]
In the photographs
Their eyes become signal paths
And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
[Verse 2]
Don't it feel like Friday night?
Cars are all lined up
Tattoo guy pushed me around
But what's it amount to?
[Chorus]
Card sharks and street preachers want my soul
That cold December, Eaton meters want my soul
Post-sermon socialites
Park enchanters and skin tights
They all want my
They all want, 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
[Hook]
In the photographs
Their eyes become signal paths
And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
[Verse 2]
Don't it feel like Friday night?
Cars are all lined up
Tattoo guy pushed me around
But what's it amount to?
[Chorus]
Card sharks and street preachers want my soul
That cold December, Eaton meters want my soul
Post-sermon socialites
Park enchanters and skin tights
They all want my
They all want, they want my soul
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