I ain't got no soulnI left you crying, and talking on your phonenSaying I ain't got no soulnnI ain't got no alcoholnSo I went out drinking, instead of to your homenI ain't got no soulnnAll I do is try and try to make you crynKick you in the shins, I poke you in the eyenIt’s out of my controlnI ain't got no soulnnAll you do is good, do everything you shouldnPay back the devil to save me if you couldnI listen to rock and rollnBut I ain't got no soulnnI ain't got no place to gonI don’t need no-onenI'm a rebel, I'm a rebel (yeah)nnOh I could cry when I was feeling lownBut that would take a heartnAnd that's the body part that I don’t own