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...

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): BRITT DANIEL