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Five Lost Souls Five lost souls in a welfare Cadillac, drivin' to see the fallen Preacher Unorthodox underground man of the cloth, revered by all to be the righteous teacher He spoke in tongues and voodoo chants and they stared with deep intent Try so hard to free their hearts and lives but the task was too far relent It's too late now ain't no going back For five lost souls in welfare Cadillac Over dark back roads the five souls drove in the swamps of Louisiana Trying to salvage broken prophecies on the stone streets of old Savannah A revelation found them at a dead end that explained the Preacher's falling For it wasn't God that he answered to, but the devil was his calling It's too late now ain't no going back For five lost souls in welfare Cadillac The five souls drove the long straight road, bound for certain glory But the sight of the voodoo Preacherman filled their mouths with epic stories They never really knew all the words he meant when he spoke of the darker side But the fire in his eyes spoke a thousand words it was the devil taking them for a ride It's too late now ain't no going back For five lost souls in welfare Cadillac It's too late now ain't no going back For five lost souls in welfare Cadillac |