Lirieke: Spoon. Rhthm And Soul.
Come loosen up, so hung up
Come count them ways to [Incomprehensible]
Remember, 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's just [Incomprehensible], oh, no, 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
And you know the rhythm and soul
Get your ankles moving their sockets, ooh, there you go
And here comes the man, he bought a gift from Kazan
He can't leave it alone, oh, no, 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 [Incomprehensible], 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, ooh, the rhythm and soul
Get your fingers moving their sockets, tune in Tokyo
You're just the man, the one I saw in Kazan
[Incomprehensible] throw, oh, no, the rhythm and
Come count them ways to [Incomprehensible]
Remember, 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's just [Incomprehensible], oh, no, 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
And you know the rhythm and soul
Get your ankles moving their sockets, ooh, there you go
And here comes the man, he bought a gift from Kazan
He can't leave it alone, oh, no, 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 [Incomprehensible], 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, ooh, the rhythm and soul
Get your fingers moving their sockets, tune in Tokyo
You're just the man, the one I saw in Kazan
[Incomprehensible] throw, oh, no, the rhythm and