Spoon "Rhythm & Soul" |
Come loosen up, so hung up Come count the 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 fixing his coat The rhythm and soul. Dollars and cents ain't 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 followed you from Kazan He can't leave it alone... Oh no The rhythm and soul When you take a picture and it falls inyour lap ... Oh no, no Take another picture and you spring the trap... Oh no, no You been sold You can't bat this with your eye Change your tie And get wise RHYTHM AND... Tracked houses, square couches, Short legs and square shoulders, Pot holders, eggs'n soldiers You tank rollers, you all know this 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 One of us went fot the throat RHYTHM AND... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |