The soul driver
in his spiritual car
driving like a sick
through the desert in his soul car
Nobody knows why he runs
everybody is after him
a blind soul leads him
blind leads the blind
drawing the desert
the scar of his wheels
Looking for real speed
he wants his mind
to go before his eyes
nobody is gonna stop our soul hero
our soul driver
our super soul driver
another soul burning
in a Sunday morning.
Willy Crook
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