Soul Brother - Todd Rundgren

I didn’t just pull into town.

This happened right before my eyes.

There’s something missing in the sound,

That so used to satisfy.

It may rock, it may roll, but tell me

Whatever happened to your soul?

It’s just a murky, jerky groove.

It motivates but it don’t move

And all the pimps and funky divas

Crank out their empty testifying

They mixed it all in a bowl but then they

Forgot to add a pinch of soul

Tell me, whatever happened to soul, brother?

Tell me, what did they do with the soul, soul brother?

Tell me, where did they go with the soul, brother?

Can I get a witness?

We’re only here to entertain

And just pretend to be in pain

And if you wanna see me get down

Just watch me wave my hands around

It’s just a distraction I’m told, I use it

To hide my total lack of soul

Can’t find a little a bit of soul

Cause it’s so hip to be a ho

And all the brothers act like crooks

And all the kids in the suburbs write the radio hooks

And if you want to be a star

Just grab your crotch and squeeze it hard

And make your mom and daddy proud

As you dry hump for the crowd

It may be tired and old, but then it’s

Your only substitute for soul