You been robbed

You been used

You been crucified and

You been abused

You been sacrificen and

Now you're confused

Ain't it the truth

You got a hole in your head

And a cold empty spot

In your big brass bed

When you're mad at the world and

You feel like you're losing control

All you need to get by is

A little bit o soul

When you've lost in the flood

And you feel like you been

Kicked through the mud

You know they still

Haven't found the drug

To pick us up

Feeling down, misunderstood

You know these times

They ain't looking so good

When you're mad at the world and

You feel like you're losing control

What we all need to get by is

A little o soul

Whoa oh

Little bit of soul

What we all need

To survive

Is just

A little bit o soul

Everyone's complaining

Nothing but frustration

The king has pissed in

Your pot of gold

It ain't entertaining spending

So much time in the hole

Send down

A little bit o soul

When you're mad at the world

And you feel like

You're losing control

What we all need

To get by is just

A little bit o soul

Whoa oh little bit o soul

Whoa oh little bit o soul

Whoa oh little bit o soul