A rhythm recipe that you’ll savor
Doesn’t matter if you’re minor or major
Yes, the Tribe of the game, rhythm player
As you inhale like a breath of fresh air
A careless whisper from a careless man
A neutron dance for a neutron fan
Marionette strings are dangerous things
I thought of all the trouble they bring
Finally you’ve come along
The way I feel about you, it just can’t be wrong
If you only knew the way I feel about you
I just can’t describe it, oh no, no