The Soul Singer

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[Verse 1]
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  He gets away with being rude
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'cause everyone's scared of his 
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quicksilver moods, the soul 
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singer.
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  He's been around for fifty years,
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every crease of his face is a 
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souvenir, the soul singer.

[Bridge 1]
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  He's seen it all,   made every 
move,
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  dude's got next to nothin' left to
 prove.
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  Climbed to the top,   been through
 the wringer,
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  ladies and gentlemen:   the soul 
singer!

[Verse 2]
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  Likes to grumble, lovеs to scoff
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about all of the cats who ripped 
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him off, the soul singеr.
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  His all time favourite song
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is the one about how the world 
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done him wrong, the soul singer.

[Bridge 2]
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They call him curmudgeon,   say he's
 a churl,
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  stories follow him 'round the 
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world;
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  hear this one, man,   a humdinger!
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  Ladies and gentlemen:   the soul 
singer!

[Verse 3]
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Experts gather wherever he goes
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but what's in his mind none of 
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them knows, the soul singer.
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  He's done crazy, he's suffered 
loss,
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for the life that he lives he's 
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paid the cost, the soul singer.

[Bridge 3]
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Some say he's the bomb, the very 
bee's knees,
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  poet prince of the high trapeze;
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  the jazzmatazz,   the king 
swinger.
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  Ladies and gentleman:   the soul 
singer!

[Interlude]
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[Bridge 4]
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  Spent the best part of three 
decades,
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  brooding under a pair of shades.
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  Who's that masked man?   No second
 stringer.
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  Ladies and gentlemen:   the soul 
singer!

[Verse 4]
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  Plays his cards close to his 
chest,
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protecting himself the way he 
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knows best, the soul singer.
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  Deals out only the canniest part
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of the sweet golden music that 
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lives in his heart. The soul 
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singer.

[Bridge 5]
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  The great recordings   still 
remain
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  from when his genius was 
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uncontained.
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  He's in there somewhere,   that 
old gunslinger.
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  Ladies and gentleman,   the soul 
singer!

[Outro 1]
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  La-la-la-la la-la-la-la 
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La-la-la-la la-la-la-la. The soul 
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singer.
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  La-la-la-la la-la-la-la 
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La-la-la-la la-la-la-la. The soul 
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singer.

[Outro 2] (Repeat and Fade Out)
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