In 1996 ‘Coastal Breaks’ heralded the beginning of something new - BREAKBEAT. Nights such as Friction outgrew their underground roots to deservedly take their place in the industry’s limelight with pioneers like Adam pushing the barriers and selling the sound. By 1997 Adam was a considerable force on the global DJ circuit claiming admirers like Sasha, Carl Cox and the Chemical Brothers. Since then Adam has released the massive ‘Tectonics’ and ‘On Tour’ mix albums, as well as a FabricLive mix, and groundbreaking ‘Back To Mine’. Adam’s label, Marine Parade is now established and recognised as a pioneering force in dance music His debut artist album ‘Now and Them’ (released 2003) pulled in influences from punk, hip hop, electro, dub, reggae and rock to create a genre defying album. His remix of Sarah Vaughan’s ‘Fever’ was nominated for a Grammy and his personally requested mix of The Doors ‘Hello, I Love You’ has led to critical acclaim. The next Freeland album will be out at the end of 2006.
We Want Your Soul
Freeland Lyrics
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No barcode, no party, no iodine, no beers
Your bankcard, your license, your thoughts, your fears
No simcard, no disco, no photo, not here
Your blood, your sweat, your passions, your regrets
Your office, your timeoff, your fashions,
Your sex, your pills, your grass, your tits, your ass, your laughs, your balls, we want
We want your soul
We want your soul
We want your soul
We want your soul
Tell us your habits, your facts, your fears
Give us your address, your shoe size, your years
Your digits, your plans, your number, your eyes
Your schedule, your desktop, your details, your life
Show us your children, your photos, your home
Here, take credit, take insurance, take a loan
Get a job, get a pension, get a haircut, get a suit
Play the lottery, play football, play the field, sports on two
Well show you things well show you swings
We'll buy you things, llamas, big yard birds
Well sell you crap well charge you fat
Were gonna find big guns & a drunk in your kitchen
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
Your thoughts, your emotions
Your loves, your dreams, your checkbook
Your essecnse, your sweat, your screams
Your security your soberiety
Your innocence
Your society, your self your place your distance your space
We want your soul
Here's boy bands here's matters, here's britney, here's cola
Here's pizza, here's tv, here's some rock and some plur
Watch commercials, more commercials, watch jerry, not oprah
Buy a better life from the comfort of your sofa
Here's popcorn, here's magazines, here's milkshake, here's blue jeans
Here's padded bras, here's long cars, here's football shirts, here's baseball caps
Here's live talk shows, here's video games, here's cola lite, here's timberlake
Here's fingertips, here's colegen, here's all night bars, here's plastic hips
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul
We want your soul
We want your soul
We want your soul
No cookies, no stray, no drop-outs
No gays, no leftys, no loonies
No opinions, no way, no bankers
No teachers, no facts, no freaks
No skaters, no tweekers, no truth
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
(Your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
(Your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
(Your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
(Your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
Freeland's song We Want Your Soul is a satirical take on the power of advertising and consumerism to control society. The lyrics make a bold statement about the way that people have become so dependent on material possessions and technology that they are willing to give up personal information and privacy in exchange for these things. The first verse of the song lists various objects and actions that people have become dependent on, from cellphones to photos and bank cards, and implies that without them, people cannot fully participate in society or enjoy themselves. The second verse takes this to the extreme, urging people to give up even more personal information in exchange for a better life, with the promise of fame, wealth, and success. The final verse is a call to action, urging people to resist the pressure to conform and be controlled by outside forces, whether that be the media, corporations or the government.
Line by Line Meaning
Your cellphone, your wallet, your time, your ideas
We want access to your personal life, time, and intellectual property.
No barcode, no party, no iodine, no beers
You can only participate in society if you have the proper documentation and follow the rules.
Your bankcard, your license, your thoughts, your fears
We want to know your financial status, legal status, and personal thoughts and fears.
No simcard, no disco, no photo, not here
If you don't have the proper technology and don't follow the trends, you don't belong.
Your blood, your sweat, your passions, your regrets
We want everything you put into your work, hobbies, and personal life.
Your office, your timeoff, your fashions,
We want to know your work life, your leisure time, and what you wear.
Your sex, your pills, your grass, your tits, your ass, your laughs, your balls, we want
We want control over your physical body, your humor, and your sex life.
Tell us your habits, your facts, your fears
We want to profile your entire life and know every detail about you.
Give us your address, your shoe size, your years
We want to know where you live, what you wear, and how old you are.
Your digits, your plans, your number, your eyes
We want your contact information, your future plans, and your physical characteristics.
Your schedule, your desktop, your details, your life
We want to know your entire schedule, what you do on your computer, and all the details of your life.
Show us your children, your photos, your home
We want to invade your personal life, see your family and your living space.
Here, take credit, take insurance, take a loan
We want to take control over your finances and push you into debt.
Get a job, get a pension, get a haircut, get a suit
We want to dictate how you look, how you work, and when you can retire.
Play the lottery, play football, play the field, sports on two
We want you to focus on entertainment and distractions, not on important issues.
We'll show you things, we'll show you swings
We want to manipulate and control what you see and experience.
We'll buy you things, llamas, big yard birds
We want to buy your loyalty and distract you with meaningless possessions.
We'll sell you crap, we'll charge you fat
We want to make a profit off of you, even if the products are low-quality.
We're gonna find big guns & a drunk in your kitchen
We want to invade your privacy and find ways to control you through force if necessary.
No cookies, no stray, no drop-outs
We only want those who follow the rules and conform to our standards.
No gays, no leftys, no loonies
We don't want anyone who doesn't fit into our narrow definition of normality.
No opinions, no way, no bankers
We don't want anyone who thinks for themselves or who has power over us.
No teachers, no facts, no freaks
We don't want anyone who can educate the population or challenge our authority.
No skaters, no tweekers, no truth
We don't want anyone who expresses creativity or who is not part of mainstream culture.
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want to control every aspect of your life and take everything you have.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: ADAM CHARLES FREELAND, DAMIAN TAYLOR
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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