Music don't sound good no more My dancing shoes don't hit the floor No, I can't see colors in the sky Not the reds or browns or pinks and greens In the air, in the hair, in the tall of the trees Nothing seems to do it anymore But I had enough Of the good and soulful stuff That anyone needs Hmmm-hmmm And making love just don't feel good no more I'm tired, numb, distracted, bored Maybe love wasn't made for me Not the trusting, missing, give and forgive And require and desire and living and listening Seeing the whole world through someone different But I had enough Of the good and soulful stuff That anyone needs Hmmm-hmmm Now getting high just gives me hell Don't know the people in my cell Thoughts and lungs move faster than before I'm on the floor in a panic With radio static, not alive or awake, go to sleep automatic Thinking of all the trouble I could bring But I had enough (I had enough) Of the good and soulful stuff I had enough (I had enough) Of the good and soulful stuff I had enough (I had enough) Of the good and soulful stuff That anyone needs Hmmm-hmmm Hmmm-hmmm