No more sleaze ball, funky, low down, skunky juke joints   Where the drinks are knee deep on the floor   And the clientele is posed and angry   And the pretty girls are whores   Who gild the lily, and more's the pity   If you really want to live a life of passion   If you really want to dance your life away   There's a place I really got to show you   It's down in the alley, really hid away   (treat me) soul city, soul city   Peace for the wicked   Life for the living in soul city      It's a way on down the street   I found it once before   Even though I have the keys   I still can't always find the door   It can be tricky   Might have to pick it      Soul, soul, soul, soul city   Soul, soul, soul, soul city   The girls are witty   The boys are pretty      There's a girl who's dancing with my conscience   While the dj's playing with my heart   On the screen are my recriminations   While I'm singing I'm still praying hard      Soul city, soul city   Peace for the wicked   Food for the spirit in soul city   Soul city, soul city   Come down there with me   Come down there with me