I want a little steam on my clothes What's the matter daddy, come on, save my soul I want a little sugar in my bowl I want a little sweetness down in my soul I could stand some lovin', oh so bad Feel so funny, I feel so sad Maybe I could fix things up so

Beaten down, dominated by its sound Living my life horrified Nothing will keep this pacified and out my life Does nobody know I'm insane? Growing deep within my head Softly dying, its soul is shed Eating me all up inside This cancer finds everything I

And I just got the feeling You got to feel it It's all in the air It's all in the light Ooh, when will be free Feel it, you gotta feel it in your mind You gotta feel it, you gotta feel it in your soul You gotta feel it, you gotta feel it in your life

My soul is wearying Oh Lord who will comfort me? I said my soul is wearying Beating down from all of my misery yeh Gotta hold of my heart Keeps me bound where the whole wide world is free yeah My home is a wreckage a family ground Impli-ed in poverty

From the coming dawn, That seeks to drown us in the flames But if we sell our soul, For the chance of gold, Then we'll rue each passing day! Come on lets Save our lives, The city grieves, like widows clasping Folded flags against their hearts

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

I can't take the ache from heartbreak If I could turn back time then I would re-write those lines Where's the "good" in "goodbye"? Where's the "nice" in "nice try"? Where's the "us" in "trust gone"? Where's the "soul" in "soldier on"? Now I'm the "lone"

Those poor unfortunate souls Poor unfortunate souls This one longing to be thinner That one wants to get the girl And do I help them?

Oh lord, have mercy on my soul For I have walked the sinful road Lord, have mercy on me, please So I'm gonna get down on my knees Beg forgiveness to help set me free Lord, have mercy on my soul That I'm down on my knees Jesus, I must confess

Than to see you walk away from me Something told me it was over When I saw you and him talking Something deep down in my soul said "Cry boy" When I saw you and him out walking I would rather, I would rather go blind girl Than to see you walk away from me