Peace for the Wicked

No more sleaze ball, funky, low down, skunky juke joints
Where the drinks are knee deep on the floor
And the clientele is posed and angry
And all the pretty girls are whores
Who gild the lily and more's the pity

If you really want to live a life of passion
If you really want to dance your life away
There's a place I really got to show you
It's down the alley, really hid away

Take me Soul City, Soul City
Peace for the wicked
Life for the living in Soul City

It's a way on down the street
I found it once before
Even though I have the keys
I still can't always find the door

It can be tricky
Might have to pick it

Soul, Soul, Soul, Soul City
Soul, Soul, Soul, Soul City
The girls are witty
The boys are pretty

There's a girl who's dancing with my conscience
While the DJ's playing with my heart
On the screen are my recriminations
While I'm singing I'm still praying hard

Take me to Soul City, Soul City
Peace for the wicked
Food for the spirit in Soul City
Hone, honey, honey
Soul City, Soul City
Come down there with me
Come down there with me

Huh, ah