To take you wherever you want to go
He's bad, he's Cee Lo Green
He's bad, he's Cee Lo Green
But you can just call him the soul machine
Start him up
I make them cut through the rug when I do the club
He's bad, he's Cee Lo Green
And oh I'm technic to God in a fashion
See he's been given the power
Then I go and now come back a row, whoa
But then I gave ya, at the speed of light trying to save ya
He can do anything
The day to day experience is the data that I download
But you can just call him the soul machine
I can take some mental electric sex, refuting love
Whenever you want some soul
Whenever you need some soul
But you can just call him the soul machine
Abracadabra before and after, over and over
Open your eyes and enjoy the dream
Once you start up the soul machine
And tell him what you want
But you can just call me Lo Go
And then remaster onto a rapture
Start him up
You will see what I mean
Start him up
Losing account of all the dreams that I sold ya
But Gunplay will be graphic if I do the thug
Now I came here for you to love, it's computer love
