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