Dave Stewart Soul Years
Oh stick around and take it in The more you see the closer we'll be I visualize us falling from the towers of the 20th century Where people are in magazines and video their sleeping casually Where a cast of iron children are contemplating anarchy I'm talking soul years I'm talking about the soul years I'm talking soul years The seed that fell on stoned ground has risen now And needs to be reused And patients with their minds undone Will need to have their living years decreased The telephones are screaming As the whole metallic structure starts to burn Which goes to show the more you know The more you still have to learn I'm talking soul years Rm talking about the soul years I'm taking soul years I'm talking about the soul years Repeat chorus The missionaries have all gone The patent leather nuns have come to sing The matadors are drowned in blood The bull has won I knew he would be king The disappointed drunken hordes Are ravaging the daughters of the state Another fitting end to a beautiful and sunny summer day I'm talking soul years I'm talking about the soul years I'm taking soul years I'm talking about the soul years
