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Lyrics:
Oh, has it lined your stomach and heart?
Beatings have stopped
Oh, how they churn out rock and roll like factory work
Oh, how it can't be learned at all
You gotta possess that soul of the music
Oh, soul of the music
When it's Inner Guide that string the lines along
You gotta possess soul of the music
Oh, soul of the music
When the rhythms and the words come out wrong but right
And wrong but right again. Mm
Who says I possess the answer?
Wait till leaves fall over
Then it's our cue to bundle up and light a fire. Oh
I guess logs don't make a house
I guess woods don't start a fire
You gotta put your hands together
And find a source of light
I guess bricks don't make a building
You gotta stack something
And that takes labor day by day
Some folks work in the nights
Oh, I toil in the morning
Some folks work in the night
I go move day and day and
Moment by moment
I take it up and drop it down
Rhythmically, I hope my soul's got some music.
27 окт 2024
