Tom Wilson Super Soul
Daddy found a falling star he put it in the shed
Then he locked it with a key and he went right back to bed
Now other stars are falling on the roofs and on the ground
And they're havin' big parades for him in every little town
He got it, he got it
We all want to get it
A pocket full of soul
A pocket full of super soul
They keep them under glass and they keep them in museums
And you have to spend big money if you even want to see them
They guard it every minute, every hour, every day
Every door is locked at night so you can never hear them say
He got it, he got it
We all gotta get it
We all want to get it
A pocket full of soul
A pocket full of super soul
Hang five, love is alive
Hang five, yeah
I was dancing in a disco, I was singing in a choir
I was holly rolling thunder, I was waking over fire
Beating on my chest and screaming, "Lady look at me"
Now you take it any way you wanted it to be
He got it, he got it
We all want to get it
A pocket full of soul
A pocket full of super soul
Hang five, love is alive
Hang five, yeah
He got a pocket
A pocket full of soul
A pocket full of soul
A pocket full of super soul
