Soul

I know a man who built
His house under a hill
He keeps his doors unlocked
'Cause everybody steals

We're gonna buy ourselves a mountain and
We're gonna find our way back home
And we're gonna find a way of living and
We're gonna free our soul

One day he said
He wouldn't take it anymore, no
'Cause now he knows just
What his angers really for

We're gonna buy ourselves a mountain and
We're gonna find our way back home
And we're gonna find a way of living and
We're gonna free our soul

Soul, free our soul
Soul, gonna free our soul
Soul, gonna free our soul
Oh alright, alright
Soul

We're gonna buy ourselves a mountain and
We're gonna find our way back home
And we're gonna find a way of living and
We're gonna free our soul

Soul, soul, soul, soul
Soul, gonna free our soul
Soul, gonna free our soul
Soul, yeah yeah
Soul