Got Soul - The Blades

Give me a sign prove to me you’re pure

Hearts on the line waiting for a cure

Your train of thoughts going off the rail

Slogans for sale

Got soul (if you got soul, where is it?)

Nothing’s being said just a lot of noise

Trying to fool working girls and boys

Now there’s a way of making career

Ruling by fear

Got soul (if you got soul, where is it?)

We’re on our knees bowing to a flag

They’re whipping it up in the daily rag

Take me away to another age

From this plastic rage

Got soul (if you got soul, where is it?)