He makes a beeline for the place
|
Where he gets his only ace
|
Sometimes he's standing in the rain
|
Oh Gene Kelly's hat and cane
|
He has the Rhythm in his head
|
He has the Rhythm, sing!
|
It's chaotic at the bar
|
B & O those sweaty drops
|
We are all mesmorized
|
To the thing we have inside
|
Inside, outside, eastside, West
|
We kill the beast
|
Yourside, myside, worlds collide, yes
|
We kill the beast
|
|
-----------------
|
Change The Weather
|
| Underworld |
