Super Soul

Daddy found a falling star he put it in the shed Then he locked it with a key and he went right back to bed Now other stars are falling on the roofs and on the ground And they're havin' big parades for him in every little town He got it, he got it We all want to get it A pocket full of soul A pocket full of super soul They keep them under glass and they keep them in museums And you have to spend big money if you even want to see them They guard it every minute, every hour, every day Every door is locked at night so you can never hear them say He got it, he got it We all gotta get it We all want to get it A pocket full of soul A pocket full of super soul Hang five, love is alive Hang five, yeah... I was dancing in a disco, I was singing in a choir I was holly-rolling thunder, I was waking over fire Beating on my chest and screaming "Lady look at me" Now you take it any way you wanted it to be He got it, he got it We all want to get it A pocket full of soul A pocket full of super soul Hang five, love is alive Hang five, yeah... He got a pocket... A pocket full of soul A pocket full of soul A pocket full of super soul