Lyrics The Man With No Soul - Wax Tailor , Charlotte Savary
The
foundation
is
the
soul
I′m
getting
tired
of
this
ridiculous
business.
How
can
you
talk
about
money
when
i'm
talking
about
souls
This
is
not
your
business.
I′d
be
happy
to
face
The
coming
of
your
disgrace
You
never
seem
to
erase
Some
sort
of
bitter
taste
In
it
for
the
money
But
you
will
have
to
pay
Or
die
chocking
on
cherry
And
with
it
be
buried
The
man
without
ear
The
man
without
heart
The
man
with
no
spine
The
man
with
no
soul
The
man
without
ear
The
man
without
heart
The
man
with
no
spine
The
man
with
no
soul
You're
the
man
without
friends
Leading
a
small
life
Just
trying
to
hide
out
Your
lack
of
any
talent
I'll
be
happy
to
face
The
coming
of
your
disgrace
The
man
without
ear
The
man
without
heart
The
man
with
no
spine
The
man
with
no
soul
The
man
without
ear
The
man
without
heart
The
man
with
no
spine
The
man
with
no
soul
You′ll
end
up
alone
The
man
without
ear
The
man
without
heart
The
man
with
no
spine
The
man
with
no
soul
The
man
without
ear
The
man
without
heart
The
man
with
no
spine
The
man
with
no
soul
You′ll
end
up
alone
You'll
end
up
alone
You′ll
end
up
alone
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