Текст песни: 311. Omaha Sessions. Soul Sucker.

All through the scandel
Of the small own scene
I always handle
You like to think my spirit is weak
I thought you knew
I thought you knew, it was gonna be this way
I guess I thought that 'cause I told you every day
I know you're tryin' to suck my soul

Oh
Well I'm sick of the chinks and I'm sick of the bars
I'm sick of the sea and blows to the stars
I'm sad yea its getting me mad
Hah, I'm tired of you pulling on me
It makes you look foolish and you can't see
That its weak just stand on your feet
Get your arms off my shoulder
And get a little older you
Wait life's a creep it's a good life with me
So take me
But you cannot, cannot suck my soul, no
Check it out
Well the soulsuckers must be
Suckin never can tell
Well the soulsuckers must be
Suckin never can tell
The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin'
The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin'
The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin'

But I promise you, I promise you
I will not do what I want to anyway
You're out of love

'cause the souls that you suck
You're nothin so I say
Make peace with me
'cause I'm sure that you'll see that its no big deal to me
I wish you the best
Move on and test without me
Or someone like me
'cause you cannot suck my soul

Oh
Well you know the time
YOu always are tryin'
To flip your wings
And make you not lyin
Its love its always the same
It's human dexterity too keep open eyes
Its true it happened to you
Its sad to be talkin
While others do the walkin to the Promised Land
The way that you creep
Makes you look like a yeast
So tell me
But you cannot, cannot suck my soul
NO, no
'cause the soulsuckers must be certain navagatin
The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin
The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin
Check it out
The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin