"Soul Machine" lyrics

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He's bad (He's bad), he's CeeLo Green
But you can just call him the soul machine (Yeah, tell 'em now)
He's bad, he's CeeLo Green (That's me)
But you can just call him the soul machine
He's bad (He's bad), he's CeeLo Green (Uh, yeah)
But you can just call him the soul machine (Oh)
He's bad, he's CeeLo Green (Yeah, that's me)
But you can just call him the soul machine

Now I came here for you to love, it's computer love
I make 'em cut through the rug when I do the club
I can take some mental electric sex, refutin' love
But Gunplay will be graphic if I do the thug
The day to day experience is the data that I download
And then remaster onto a rapture, abracadabra before and after
Over and over, losin' account of all the dreams that I sold you
But then I gave you, at the speed of light, tryna save you
Then I go and now come back a row, whoa
And, oh, I'm technic to God in a fashion but you can just call me Lo Go

Whenever you want some soul
Start him up
Whenever you need some soul
Start him up
See, he's been given the power
To take you wherever you want to go
Start him up
And tell him what you want
Once you start up the soul machine
You will see what I mean
Open your eyes and enjoy the dream
He can do anything
He's bad