Soup Lyrics - Steve Poltz

Johnny bought a ticket for a four o'clock train 

Spilled wine on his shirt and knew there'd be a red stain 

'cause in third world countries there were only two lanes 

Left his lover waiting in the pouring rain 

There wasn't any law and there wasn't any order 

Couldn't find a pay phone that didn't take quarters 

Couldn't find a way to cross the goddamn border 

He could slip under the fence if he was just a little shorter 

And if you're gonna leave then you better move quickly 

If you're gonna stay won't you whisper in my ear 

My heart is beating fast and I'm feeling kinda sickly 

Gotta find a way to get the hell outa here 

He tried to find the embassy to plead his cause 

He was lost like dorothy in the "wizard of oz" 

He was a dictator target getting lots of applause 

Had a big white beard like santa claus 

Put some drugs in his pocket it was all blackmail 

They took away his passport and threw him in jail 

Tried to call his parents but to no avail 

Couldn't find anybody to pay his bail 

And if you're gonna leave then you better move quickly 

If you're gonna stay won't you whisper in my ear 

My heart is beating fast and I'm feeling kinda sickly 

Gotta find a way to get the hell outa here 

There was a warden in the jail that was so sadistic 

Ruled the prison with force, he was militaristic 

Made soup out of the prisoners he was canabalistic 

Johnny knew that if he stayed it would be fatalistic 

The warden summoned johnny to his quarters that night 

They took him to the kitchen and they bound him real tight 

Johnny knew where he was heading and he knew his plight 

They thumped him in the head and then they said, "goodnight" 

And if you're gonna leave then you better move quickly 

If you're gonna stay won't you whisper in my ear 

My heart is beating fast and I'm feeling kinda sickly 

Gotta find a way to get the hell outa here 

Well they took off all his clothes and they shaved his stubble 

They threw him in the pot and then he started to bubble 

Johnny's girl got word that he was in some trouble 

She headed 'cross the border right on the double 

She got word from the police he was in the hen coup 

She did the bureaucrat and shuffled with the hoola hoop 

The warden told her, "johnny got shot by the steam troops" 

He said, "i'm sorry, honey, have another bowl of soup" 

And if you're gonna leave then you better move quickly 

If you're gonna stay won't you whisper in my ear 

My heart is beating fast and I'm feeling kinda sickly 

Gotta find a way to get the hell outa here 

Gotta find a way to get the hell outa here 

Never find a way to get the hell outa here