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...