Song | Soul Agent |
Artist | Cross Canadian Ragweed |
Album | Mission California. |
作曲 : Evans | |
Rosie cooks with love 5 bucks a plate | |
And she'll cook for if you, if don't show up too late | |
'Cuz when you're feelin' low down, as empty as a hole | |
Go to Rosie's cafe, she'll nourish your soul | |
'Cuz she's a soul agent for the USA | |
She'll be here tomorrow | |
After she gets through t'day | |
Yeah | |
I know this girl who makes her dollars, one at a time | |
She folds them lay aways under her pantie line | |
She wears crushed purple velvet; she's swimmin' in my mind | |
She's doin' what she wants to get herself by | |
'Cuz she's a soul agent for the USA | |
She'll be here tomorrow | |
After she gets through t'day | |
'Cuz she's a soul agent for the USA | |
She'll be here tomorrow | |
After she gets through t'day | |
Yeah | |
Yours is the only soul you can know | |
And yours is the only road you can go | |
The finest people that you'll meet, yeah | |
Is just a man on the street | |
And there's a fellow I know | |
He moves like the shifting sands | |
He earns his daily bread | |
With his own two hands | |
And when the weight on your shoulders | |
Is wearing you down | |
Well he'll do his best to bring you around | |
(Chorus) | |
'Cuz he's a soul agent for the USA | |
He'll be here tomorrow | |
After he gets through t'day | |
He's a soul agent for the USA | |
He'll be here tomorrow | |
After he gets through t'day | |
Yeah | |
(instrumental) |
zuò qǔ : Evans | |
Rosie cooks with love 5 bucks a plate | |
And she' ll cook for if you, if don' t show up too late | |
' Cuz when you' re feelin' low down, as empty as a hole | |
Go to Rosie' s cafe, she' ll nourish your soul | |
' Cuz she' s a soul agent for the USA | |
She' ll be here tomorrow | |
After she gets through t' day | |
Yeah | |
I know this girl who makes her dollars, one at a time | |
She folds them lay aways under her pantie line | |
She wears crushed purple velvet she' s swimmin' in my mind | |
She' s doin' what she wants to get herself by | |
' Cuz she' s a soul agent for the USA | |
She' ll be here tomorrow | |
After she gets through t' day | |
' Cuz she' s a soul agent for the USA | |
She' ll be here tomorrow | |
After she gets through t' day | |
Yeah | |
Yours is the only soul you can know | |
And yours is the only road you can go | |
The finest people that you' ll meet, yeah | |
Is just a man on the street | |
And there' s a fellow I know | |
He moves like the shifting sands | |
He earns his daily bread | |
With his own two hands | |
And when the weight on your shoulders | |
Is wearing you down | |
Well he' ll do his best to bring you around | |
Chorus | |
' Cuz he' s a soul agent for the USA | |
He' ll be here tomorrow | |
After he gets through t' day | |
He' s a soul agent for the USA | |
He' ll be here tomorrow | |
After he gets through t' day | |
Yeah | |
instrumental |