Well, it was my finest hour, yes, it was (a-ha!)
I was the last of the believers in the cause (a-ha!)
They tried to sell me Jacob's glory and the answers to the story
And the rhythm of the laughable applause
So I buried my belief and rode the train (a-ha!)
I sang, "Your lover is a liar" in the rain (a-ha!)
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
Well, it was a message in the Herald-Tribune (a-ha!)
About a house of misrepute they couldn't ruin (a-ha!)
And though the medicine they chose was dedicated to the rose
It sucked the life from this ridiculous cartoon
So I made some old excuse and I declined (a-ha!)
To be a joker and a poacher of the mind (a-ha!)
And through the window in the gate, I spied the dagger on the plate
Then 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
(Eh-oh, eh-oh, eh-oh)
(Eh-oh, eh-oh, eh-oh)
(Eh-oh, eh-oh, eh-oh)
(Eh-oh, eh-oh, eh-oh)
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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 (feel the fever)
Everybody loses it sometimes (burn the headlines)
One plus one don't equal an answer (everybody)
Rhythm doesn't make you a dancer (loses sometimes)
(Eh-oh, eh-oh, eh-oh)
(Eh-oh, eh-oh, eh-oh)
(Eh-oh, eh-oh, eh-oh)
(Eh-oh, eh-oh, eh-oh)
(Eh-oh, eh-oh, eh-oh)
(Eh-oh, eh-oh, eh-oh)
(Eh-oh, eh-oh, eh-oh)
(Eh-oh, eh-oh, eh-oh)