Cold Souls

Well the sun The sun doesn't come Around my town Is it the way that I grew And my sulk My sulk is growing Now the sky The sky starts snowing The world is against me Is it the lot I drew All the people Are just void Are just pale Been blown away by this awful gale The storm is closing upon me Alright now Let Us Work For The men Who Live Under my feet Way below Way below And they are relaxing It's all pretty warm down below Only their souls are cold Only their souls are cold Only their souls are cold Only their souls are cold Only their souls are cold Only their souls are cold Only their souls are cold Souls are cold Souls are cold Souls are cold Souls are cold Save me from the cold souls