Soul Buyer - Jam in the Van, Otis Heat

In the darkness I may find

I may find a hidden light

Thinking that maybe I had the right

Thinking i had the right to go

In that year of many more

I kicked my strength along the floor

And the darkness saved my light

And that darkness sent me home

[Spoken}

I’m a soul buyer and i need your soul cus i got mine fired, and I’m a price

finder and licensed to get my soul rehired.

In my day i was a prize fighter and

my fist would acquire anything I desire, but hey, I’m a nice guy and perhaps

should’ve been more pacified

Instead I decided to own an empire until the time when I became a taxi driver,

but I’m not a great driver and times got tighter;

the logical choice was be a

firefighter.

then for a stint tried to be a skydiver hoping every single jump

that my wings would transpire, but here I stand, a man retired, a soulless man,

who might be a liar

In the darkness I may find

I may find a hidden light

Thinking that maybe I had the right

Thinking i had the right to go

In that year of many more

I kicked my strength along the floor

And the darkness saved my life

And that darkness sent me home

He became the man in the frame

The man in the frame was his name

And the day came get on with it all

Which stage name would he claim

Pick a pen name

Add a dame another dame too

Go figure what was wrong with the feud

Was his claim to the fame

He’d rarely deliver

Never made dinner, he was hardly a giver

Each day came id change my life;

I’d say goodbye to my loving wife and my

loving wife would show me a knife and say I’m the cause of all her strife

Well if all her strife had been caused by me well then me leaving should make

her happy, but me leaving was what made her blue and she began to ask «can I go with you?»

Well.

No.

No.

No no no no.

He became the man in the frame

The man in the frame was his name

And the day came get on with it all

Which stage name would he claim

Pick a pen name

Add a dame another dame too

Go figure what was wrong with the feud

Was his claim to the fame

He’d rarely deliver

Never made dinner, he was hardly a giver

Each day came i’d change my life