Titre : “Soul on Fire”
Paroles et musiques : David LC THOMAS
[Intro – parlé / adlibs]
Yeah…
Mmm-hmm…
You can take a man out the street,
But you can’t take the street out his soul.
And my soul… is burnin’, baby.
Burnin’ like fire.

[Verse 1]
I’ve been walkin’ in the rain,
Tryin’ to wash away my pain.
But that rhythm keep followin’ me,
Like a ghost I can’t unsee.
Every night I hear that sound,
Bassline hummin’ underground.
It’s that same old song,
Keep me movin’ all night long.

[Pre-Chorus – adlibs]
Yeah, yeah…
You know what I mean, baby.
That fire don’t die… it just sleeps.

[Chorus]
My soul on fire, I can’t cool it down,
Got that heat from the lost side of town.
Can’t stop movin’, can’t stop the flame,
Love and pain — they one and the same.
My soul on fire, let the heavens hear,
Burnin’ strong, through joy and fear.
Ain’t no preacher can kill my desire,
‘Cause my soul… my soul’s on fire.

[Verse 2]
I’ve been lied to, I’ve been used,
Still I sing them funky blues.
Every scar I wear with pride,
‘Cause it’s proof I’m still alive.
I ain’t rich, but I got gold,
Buried deep inside my soul.
That rhythm, that groove, that pain,
That’s my thunder, that’s my rain.

[Bridge – parlé]
Mmm… listen here…
People talk about freedom…
But you can’t be free if your soul don’t move!
Ha!
You gotta feel it, deep in your bones.
You gotta sweat it, till you find home.
Yeah, yeah!
(Drums hit slow, bass growls low)
Let that fire burn!

[Chorus]
My soul on fire, I can’t cool it down,
Got that heat from the lost side of town.
Can’t stop movin’, can’t stop the flame,
Love and pain — they one and the same.
My soul on fire, let the heavens hear,
Burnin’ strong, through joy and fear.
Ain’t no chains can hold my wire,
‘Cause my soul… my soul’s on fire.

[Verse 3]
One night, I saw my reflection cry,
In a dirty window, under the sky.
I said, “Boy, don’t you dare hide,
That groove in you — that’s your pride.”
I don’t need no crown or fame,
Just that groove to call my name.
And when I’m gone, let ‘em say,
He burned bright, he burned all the way.

[Breakdown]
Leader: “Who got that fire?”
Crowd: “We got it!”
Leader: “Who got that soul?”
Crowd: “We got it!”
Leader: “Who keep it burnin’?”
Crowd: “We do!”
Leader: “Yeah — you know that’s true!”
(Horns cry out – wah, wah!)
Yeah, keep that heat alive, baby!

[Final Chorus]
My soul on fire, I can’t cool it down,
Got that flame that shakes the ground.
Ain’t no sorrow, ain’t no liar,
Can touch my heart — my soul’s on fire.
My soul on fire, burnin’ free,
That groove, that life, that’s me.
When I die, don’t call no choir,
Just play that funk —
My soul’s on fire!

[Outro – parlé ]
Yeah… that’s it right there.
The pain, the love, the groove — all one thing.
You can’t fake it…
You gotta live it.
That’s the truth, baby.
That’s the blues…
That’s the funk…
That’s the fire.
(Whispers)
My soul… on fire.