Xtc - The Rhythm Lyrics
He makes a beeline for the placeWhere he gets his only aceSometimes hes standing in the rainOh gene kellys hat and caneHe has the rhythm in his headHe has the rhythm, sing!Its chaotic at the barB & o those sweaty dropsWe are all mesmorizedTo the thing we have insideInside, outside, eastside, westWe kill the beastYourside, myside, worlds collide, yesWe kill the beast