Rhthm & Soul
Come loosen up, so hung up
Come count them ways to forever
Remember the winter gets cold in ways you always forget
Oh, you know... The rhythm and soul
Get your hands out your back pockets, boy let it go
Here comes the man you saw in Kazan,
He just picks in his coat... Oh no
The rhythm and soul.
Dollars and cents and no accident
Not in the name of democracy.
Come get there, come be there
Come let your socks fall down to your shoes
Oh, you know... The rhythm and soul
Get your ankles moving their sockets
Oh there you go
And here comes the man
He bought a gift from Kazan
He can't leave it alone... Oh no
The rhythm and soul
When you take a picture and it falls in the lot... Oh no, no
Take another picture and you spring in the trap... Oh no, no
You miss home
You can't back this at your ride
Change of tide
And you're wise, you're wise
Rhythm and...
Tracked houses, square couches,
Short legs and square shoulders,
Pot holders, aching soldiers,
Your tank rollers, your all-overs
And you know, oh the rhythm and soul
Get your fingers moving their sockets
Tune in Tokyo
You're just the man
The one I saw in Kazan
Wonder what this book will throw... Oh no
The rhythm and...
Come count them ways to forever
Remember the winter gets cold in ways you always forget
Oh, you know... The rhythm and soul
Get your hands out your back pockets, boy let it go
Here comes the man you saw in Kazan,
He just picks in his coat... Oh no
The rhythm and soul.
Dollars and cents and no accident
Not in the name of democracy.
Come get there, come be there
Come let your socks fall down to your shoes
Oh, you know... The rhythm and soul
Get your ankles moving their sockets
Oh there you go
And here comes the man
He bought a gift from Kazan
He can't leave it alone... Oh no
The rhythm and soul
When you take a picture and it falls in the lot... Oh no, no
Take another picture and you spring in the trap... Oh no, no
You miss home
You can't back this at your ride
Change of tide
And you're wise, you're wise
Rhythm and...
Tracked houses, square couches,
Short legs and square shoulders,
Pot holders, aching soldiers,
Your tank rollers, your all-overs
And you know, oh the rhythm and soul
Get your fingers moving their sockets
Tune in Tokyo
You're just the man
The one I saw in Kazan
Wonder what this book will throw... Oh no
The rhythm and...
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Writer(s): Britt Daniel
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