[Verse 1: Jon Fratelli]
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 road the train, a-ha!
I sang, "Your lover is a liar in the rain"
And though a man he has to eat he's always drowning in defeat
Only a fool would think the world is round anyway
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2]
Well, there 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
And 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 on the gate
I spied the dagger on the plate
And I left every desperate one of them behind
[Chorus]
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
[Guitar Solo]
[Chorus]
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
[Outro]
Feel the fever burn down the headlines
Everybody loses it sometimes
One plus one don't equal an answer
Rhythm doesn't make you a dancer