I'm bleaching and scrubbing Been rubbin' around in the dirt Infected, (infested) My soul beginning to hurt I'll whitewash my tombstone So bright and white and clean But I don't think no one can see the rot beneath Chorus: What soap Can never wash away Deodorize or disinfect The dirty hands of a derelict What soap Can never wash away The blood-stained hands of a guilty man Only Your love can We're fickle, we're wayward Rubbin' shoulders with fallen angels And carry epidemics Spread around by street corner medics We try and we try To heal with the naked eye And find a cure for the sinful seed We carry in our genes (Chorus) Bridge: Soap on a rope cause it ain't worth hopin' Soap on a rope cause it ain't worth hopin' Soap on a rope cause it ain't worth hopin' Soap on a rope cause it ain't worth hopin' Rap: I tried to use ivory to my ebony, but only need to be washed clean what you tellin' me, by bloodstains can humans be redeemed, not soap on a rope I need... Chorus