I didn't just pull into town

This happened right before my eyes

There's something missing in the sound

That so used to satisfy

It may rock, it may roll but tell me

Whatever happened to the soul?


It's just a murky, jerky groove

It motivates but it don't move

And all the pimps and funky divas

Crank out their empty testifying

They mixed it all in a bowl but then they

Forgot to add a pinch of soul


Tell me, whatever happened to the soul, brother?

Tell me, what did they do with the soul, brother?

Tell me where did they go with the soul, brother?

Can I get a witness?


We're only here to entertain

And just pretend to be in pain

And if you wanna see me get down

Just watch me wave my hands around

It's a distraction I'm told, I use it

To hide my total lack of soul


CHORUS SOLO


Can't find a little bit of soul

Cause it's so hip to be a ho

And all the brothers act like crooks

And all the kids in the suburbs write the radio hooks

And if you want to be a star

Just grab your crotch and squeeze it hard

And make your mom and daddy proud

As you dry hump for the crowd

It may be tired and old but then it's

Your only substitute for soul