Save Your Soul

Let me sing for pleasure Let me drink my treasure Up to the mountain of faith Hit me again While you kiss your left brain You oppress you right brain Ice-pops up in your arse You run with the flock Our presence is a saga A shore beyond The horizon Save Your Soul When I read Bukowski And when I read Martinus I feel magic in my soul Boiling me warm Do you dream of freedom? Or do the demons tell you? There is nothing you can loose If you run with the flock I'm too cool To be a fool --- Save Your Soul - Spiritual Beggars