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Rhythm Doesn't Make You a Dancer (live) Lyrics

Well it was my finest hour yes it was
I was the last of the believers in the cause
They tried to sell me Jacob's glory
and the answers to the story
and the rhythm of the laughable applause
And so I buried my belief and road the train
I sang Your Lover Is A Liar in the rain
And though a man he has to eat he's always drowning in defeat
only a fool would think the world is round anyway

Put your money right where your mouth is
Don't go deaf or blind just to find this
One plus one don't equal an answer
Rhythm doesn't make you a dancer
There was a message in the Herald Tribune
About a house of misrepute they couldn't ruin
And though the medicine they chose was dedicated to the rose
it sucked the life from this ridiculous cartoon

And so I made some old excuse and I declined
To be a joker and a poacher of the mind
And through the window in the gate I spied the dagger on the plate
and I left every desperate one of them behind
Put your money right where your mouth is
Don't go deaf or blind just to find this
One plus one don't equal an answer
Rhythm doesn't make you a dancer

Feel the fever burn down the headlines
Everybody loses it sometimes
One plus one don't equal an answer
Rhythm doesn't make you a dancer
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