I been losing sleep
Just nodding sleep
That I wish that I know'd
Mmm and I lost all my tapes
Of back masking peace
Just for asking peace
That I ought to be owed
And that's the rent I'm paying
Just like my brother would say it
Out amongst the stars and the stones
Every kinda fortune gets old
Every kinda line is gonna come back to me
Just as I go
And that's the rent I pay
Like my brother say it
That's the rent I pay
Rent I pay
Like my brother say it
That's the rent I pay
I been losing sleep
And I'm nodding sleep
That I wish that I know'd
Mmmm and I lost all my tapes
Of back masking peace
Just for asking peace
That I ought'a be owed
And that's the rent I pay
Like my brother say it
That's the rent I pay
Rent I pay
Like my brother say
That's the rent I pay
Everybody knows just where you been going
Everybody knows the faces you been showing
And if that's your answer no I ain't your dancer
And if that's your answer no I ain't your dancer
Spoon - They Want My Soul Album Lyrics
Spoon - They Want My Soul Lyrics
Writer: BRITT DANIEL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Inside Out
Time's gone inside out
Time gets distorted when
There's intense gravity
I don't got time for holy rollers
Though they wash my feet
And I won't be their soldier
There's intense gravity in you
There's intense gravity
I'm just your satellite
I'm just your satellite
Ooh, and I know that time's gone inside out
And now it's only like we told you
Hm, though they wash my feet
They do not make me complete
Break out a character for me
Time keeps on going when
We got nothing else to give
We got nothing else to give
Ooh, 'cause our time's gone inside out
I don't make time for holy rollers
Hm, there's only you I need
They do not make me complete
Time gets distorted when
There's intense gravity
I don't got time for holy rollers
Though they wash my feet
And I won't be their soldier
There's intense gravity in you
There's intense gravity
I'm just your satellite
I'm just your satellite
Ooh, and I know that time's gone inside out
And now it's only like we told you
Hm, though they wash my feet
They do not make me complete
Break out a character for me
Time keeps on going when
We got nothing else to give
We got nothing else to give
Ooh, 'cause our time's gone inside out
I don't make time for holy rollers
Hm, there's only you I need
They do not make me complete
Writer: Britt Daniel
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Rainy Taxi
You catch everything I never could
You believed when I gave up for good
And when you stand beside me, I could tell I was stronger than I've ever been
But if you're gone, you know you don't come back
I came home last night, I had no good news
I came home last night, I had no good news
And you've been sleeping through the brightest flash of apocalyptic ruin
And if you leave, I'll never sing another tune
Put on your red shoes, sing it to me, lover-girl
When you do, my love, I forget the world
And if you say "run," I may run with you
I've got nothing else, I've got nowhere else
As the sun goes fading in the west
There's an army east that's rising still
And when stand beside me, I feel something stronger than I ever could
But if you leave, you better run away for good
Leave, you better run away for good
Leave, you better run, run, run
Leave, you better run away for good
Ooh, run, run, run away
Ooh, run, run, run, run, run
You believed when I gave up for good
And when you stand beside me, I could tell I was stronger than I've ever been
But if you're gone, you know you don't come back
I came home last night, I had no good news
I came home last night, I had no good news
And you've been sleeping through the brightest flash of apocalyptic ruin
And if you leave, I'll never sing another tune
Put on your red shoes, sing it to me, lover-girl
When you do, my love, I forget the world
And if you say "run," I may run with you
I've got nothing else, I've got nowhere else
As the sun goes fading in the west
There's an army east that's rising still
And when stand beside me, I feel something stronger than I ever could
But if you leave, you better run away for good
Leave, you better run away for good
Leave, you better run, run, run
Leave, you better run away for good
Ooh, run, run, run away
Ooh, run, run, run, run, run
Writer: BRITT DANIEL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Do You
I was on 45th
I was half out of a dive
Yeah I knew that you saw me
You laughed when I looked back
I thought I'd given up
Now I didn't feel so bad
And then a shock went through me
And then I walked right back
Do you want to get understood?
Do you want one thing or are you looking for sainthood?
Do you run when it's just getting good?
Or do you, do you, do you, do you...
Someone get popsicles
Someone's gotta do something bout this heat
Cause it's late in October
And tar's still melting in the streets
You tiptoe for ages and lose yourself
Flipping back pages, unbuckling belts
Oh love, that's the way love comes
Do you, don't you know that that's the way love comes?
Do you feel it black and blue?
Or do you, do you, do you, do you...
I was half out of a dive
Yeah I knew that you saw me
You laughed when I looked back
I thought I'd given up
Now I didn't feel so bad
And then a shock went through me
And then I walked right back
Do you want to get understood?
Do you want one thing or are you looking for sainthood?
Do you run when it's just getting good?
Or do you, do you, do you, do you...
Someone get popsicles
Someone's gotta do something bout this heat
Cause it's late in October
And tar's still melting in the streets
You tiptoe for ages and lose yourself
Flipping back pages, unbuckling belts
Oh love, that's the way love comes
Do you, don't you know that that's the way love comes?
Do you feel it black and blue?
Or do you, do you, do you, do you...
Writer: BRITT DANIEL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Knock Knock Knock
All lines are red, the film is done
After hours is on and now they'll make another one
If you miss the meaning this time
Well here comes another one
And if you clap your hands, the man will fall
Hold your breath, he'll shake himself to death
And the seas get real raged
And words are said
Every day, I hear "knock knock knock"
Oh and it's you
Oh every day, I hear "knock knock knock"
Then I see you and you're shaking
And you're breaking and you tell me I'm your only friend
And it starts all over again
You said you were living in a buttoned-up world
Living in 1892
And I want nothing they could say to convince me
Or to blame nobody but you
Some truth and you know it's gonna blow
But you don't give a damn, don't care who's gonna know
You just want everyone talk slow
And give you consent
Every time I hear "knock knock knock"
I know that it's you
Oh every day, I hear "knock knock knock"
And I see you and you're shaking
Oh you're breaking so I put down the poison pen
And it starts all over again
And it starts all over again
And it starts all over again
And it all starts up to give
It's all over again
After hours is on and now they'll make another one
If you miss the meaning this time
Well here comes another one
And if you clap your hands, the man will fall
Hold your breath, he'll shake himself to death
And the seas get real raged
And words are said
Every day, I hear "knock knock knock"
Oh and it's you
Oh every day, I hear "knock knock knock"
Then I see you and you're shaking
And you're breaking and you tell me I'm your only friend
And it starts all over again
You said you were living in a buttoned-up world
Living in 1892
And I want nothing they could say to convince me
Or to blame nobody but you
Some truth and you know it's gonna blow
But you don't give a damn, don't care who's gonna know
You just want everyone talk slow
And give you consent
Every time I hear "knock knock knock"
I know that it's you
Oh every day, I hear "knock knock knock"
And I see you and you're shaking
Oh you're breaking so I put down the poison pen
And it starts all over again
And it starts all over again
And it starts all over again
And it all starts up to give
It's all over again
Writer: BRITT DANIEL
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Outlier
You were smart, you no played no part
You just taught what you thought, yeah
And I remember when you walked out of Garden State
'Cause you had taste, you had taste
You had no time to waste
Oh, what happened to you kid?
Yes and oh, what's happening now?
On and on, and on and on
You never played us wrong, or stayed too long
Oh, what happened to you kid?
Yes and oh, what's happening now?
You just taught what you thought, yeah
And I remember when you walked out of Garden State
'Cause you had taste, you had taste
You had no time to waste
Oh, what happened to you kid?
Yes and oh, what's happening now?
On and on, and on and on
You never played us wrong, or stayed too long
Oh, what happened to you kid?
Yes and oh, what's happening now?
Writer: BRITT DANIEL, ERIC HARVEY, JIM ENO
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
They Want My Soul
Let's go get out in the street
Somebody's gotta
Let's get the stars to align
For lambs to slaughter
In the photographs
Their eyes make a signal path
And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
Don't it feel like Friday night?
Cars are all lined up
Let it go push you around
Oh, what's it amount to?
Card sharks and street preachers want my soul
All the sellers and palm readers want my soul
Post sermon socialites
Park enchanters and skin tights
All they want's my soul
Yeah, they want my soul
In the photograph
Your eyes make a signal path
And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
Let's go lose track of time
Somebody's gotta
Let's get the stars to align
For lambs to slaughter
Educated folk singers want my soul
Jonathon Fisk still wants my soul
I got nothing I want to say to 'em
They got nothing left that I want
All they want's my soul
Yes, yes, I know it
They want my soul
They want my soul
Oh ah, want my soul
Oh ah, they want my soul
Oh ah, they want my soul
Somebody's gotta
Let's get the stars to align
For lambs to slaughter
In the photographs
Their eyes make a signal path
And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
Don't it feel like Friday night?
Cars are all lined up
Let it go push you around
Oh, what's it amount to?
Card sharks and street preachers want my soul
All the sellers and palm readers want my soul
Post sermon socialites
Park enchanters and skin tights
All they want's my soul
Yeah, they want my soul
In the photograph
Your eyes make a signal path
And the feeling goes on and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
Let's go lose track of time
Somebody's gotta
Let's get the stars to align
For lambs to slaughter
Educated folk singers want my soul
Jonathon Fisk still wants my soul
I got nothing I want to say to 'em
They got nothing left that I want
All they want's my soul
Yes, yes, I know it
They want my soul
They want my soul
Oh ah, want my soul
Oh ah, they want my soul
Oh ah, they want my soul
Writer: BRITT DANIEL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
I Just Dont Understand
Well, you call me your baby
When you're holding my hand
But the way that you hurt me
I just don't understand
Well, you say that you need me
Like the ocean needs sand
But they way you mistreat me
I just don't understand
Well, you know that I love you
More than anyone can
But a one-sided love
I just don't understand
Well, you know that I love you
More than anyone can
But a one-sided love
I just don't understand
Well, you call me your baby
And you're holding my hand
Oh, honey, you hurt me
And you don't understand
You just don't understand
You just don't understand
You just don't, don't, don't, don't, don't
When you're holding my hand
But the way that you hurt me
I just don't understand
Well, you say that you need me
Like the ocean needs sand
But they way you mistreat me
I just don't understand
Well, you know that I love you
More than anyone can
But a one-sided love
I just don't understand
Well, you know that I love you
More than anyone can
But a one-sided love
I just don't understand
Well, you call me your baby
And you're holding my hand
Oh, honey, you hurt me
And you don't understand
You just don't understand
You just don't understand
You just don't, don't, don't, don't, don't
Writer: KENT WESTBERRY, MARIJOHN WILKIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Let Me Be Mine
Auction off what you love
It will come back sometime
Lock it up, what you love
And it says "let me be mine"
Oh, auction off what you love
It will come back sometime
Lock it up, what you love
And it says "let me be mine"
Let me be mine
You're gonna take another chunk of me with you when you go
Go ahead and take another chunk of me, yeah just go
Mmhmm, just go
Sharp extensions, set to stun
Bathing beauties lie down where I run
Like some heavy notion that's gone untouched
Meanwhile I'm still thinking about it
Mmm, I'm still thinking about it
You're gonna take another chunk of me with you when you go
Go ahead and take another chunk of me, yeah just go
Yeah, just go
Auction off what you love
It will come back sometime
How they want you to run, you to run
Too bad they want you to run
How they want you to run, you to run
Just how they want you to
Auction off what you love
It will come back sometime
Lock it up, what you love
And it says "let me be mine"
Let me be mine
How they want you to run
You to run
Oh, they want you to run
It will come back sometime
Lock it up, what you love
And it says "let me be mine"
Oh, auction off what you love
It will come back sometime
Lock it up, what you love
And it says "let me be mine"
Let me be mine
You're gonna take another chunk of me with you when you go
Go ahead and take another chunk of me, yeah just go
Mmhmm, just go
Sharp extensions, set to stun
Bathing beauties lie down where I run
Like some heavy notion that's gone untouched
Meanwhile I'm still thinking about it
Mmm, I'm still thinking about it
You're gonna take another chunk of me with you when you go
Go ahead and take another chunk of me, yeah just go
Yeah, just go
Auction off what you love
It will come back sometime
How they want you to run, you to run
Too bad they want you to run
How they want you to run, you to run
Just how they want you to
Auction off what you love
It will come back sometime
Lock it up, what you love
And it says "let me be mine"
Let me be mine
How they want you to run
You to run
Oh, they want you to run
Writer: BRITT DANIEL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
New York Kiss
Yes, I got shook up
But bets are good
It took it to another 'til I go back
Now when I show up
It's gonna hit me good
It's gonna blow my mind
Just like the first time
You told me by the neon sign
And then your New York kiss
I knew you knew your kiss
Now it's another place
A place your memory owns
I come fast
I look past
And I know that it won't get to me at all
Until I go there
The feeling hits me clear and sharp
The streets are empty, there's no one 'round
It's a far-off shout, it's a far-off shout
Just like it was when next day came up
And it felt so tough
From your New York kiss
Hm, your New York kiss
Now it's just another place
A place your memory owns
Another place that you own
And it ain't goin' back
Caught up inside of it, yeah
Caught up in the moment
Got it right
God, there ain't a thing I miss
Not like your New York kiss
Not like your New York kiss
But now it's just another place
A place your memory owns
Right now I know no other time
Right now I know no other place
I say good night
But bets are good
It took it to another 'til I go back
Now when I show up
It's gonna hit me good
It's gonna blow my mind
Just like the first time
You told me by the neon sign
And then your New York kiss
I knew you knew your kiss
Now it's another place
A place your memory owns
I come fast
I look past
And I know that it won't get to me at all
Until I go there
The feeling hits me clear and sharp
The streets are empty, there's no one 'round
It's a far-off shout, it's a far-off shout
Just like it was when next day came up
And it felt so tough
From your New York kiss
Hm, your New York kiss
Now it's just another place
A place your memory owns
Another place that you own
And it ain't goin' back
Caught up inside of it, yeah
Caught up in the moment
Got it right
God, there ain't a thing I miss
Not like your New York kiss
Not like your New York kiss
But now it's just another place
A place your memory owns
Right now I know no other time
Right now I know no other place
I say good night
Writer: BRITT DANIEL, DANIEL DODD WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
They Want My Soul is the eighth studio album by American indie rock band Spoon. It was released on August 5, 2014 through the band's new label, Loma Vista Recordings. It is the band's first album to feature Alex Fischel, who plays keyboards and guitar.
Performed By:
SpoonGenre(s): Indie rock, art rock
Length: 37:35
Released: August 5th, 2014
Year: 2014