Intro :
I stick around and take it in
The more you see the closer we'll be
I visualize us falling from the towers of the 20th centu ry
Where people live in magazines and video they're sleeping casual - ly
Where a cast of iron children are contemplating anarchy
I'm talking soul years
I'm talking about the soul years
I'm talking soul years
The seed that fell on ston-ed ground has risen now
And needs to be re leased
And patients with their minds undone
Will need to have their living years de creased
The t elephones are screaming
As the whole metallic structure starts to b urn
Which goes to show the more you know
The more you still have to learn
I'm talking soul years
I'm talking about the soul years
I'm talking soul years
I'm talking about the soul year
I'm talking soul years
I'm talking about the soul years
I'm talking soul years
The missionaries have all gone
The patent leather nuns have come to sing
The matadors are drowned in blood
The bull has won I knew he would be king
The disappointed drunken hordes
Are ravaging the daughters of the state
An other fitting end to a beautiful and sunny summer's day
I'm talking soul years
I'm talking about the soul years
I'm talking soul years
I'm talking soul years
What happens in the soul years ?
I'm talking soul years