Is this your Promised Land? Is this what you really want? Is this your fucking way? Is this your life or not?
Do you really believe in God? Do you really believe in men? Did you ever really fall in love? Do you really understand the sense?
Can you feel the rhythm of your heart? Can you hear what I'm singing now? Can you feel the rhythm of your heart? Can you hear what I'm singing now?
I've got my credit card, I've got my TV set, I know the paths of stars But I don't know myself
We live in wasted land We live in empty rooms There are the broken monuments There are a thousand stupid books
Can you feel the rhythm of your heart? Can you hear what I'm singing now? Can you feel the rhythm of your heart? Can you hear what I'm singing now?
In our foggy towns We are the shadows of being Our silly heads in clouds Our thoughts like smoke from chimneys
Can you feel the rhythm of your heart? Can you hear what I'm singing now? Can you feel the rhythm of your heart? Can you hear what I'm singing now?
The power of freedom and The power of spaces Is making me stronger I'm living the wrong way The power of spaces and The power of freedom Is making me stronger I can turn back the river
Rhythm! Feel the rhythm! Feel the rhythm! River... Back the river! Back the river!
Rhythm! Feel the rhythm! Feel the rhythm!
In the name of the Father, In the name of his Only Son, In the name of my fucking little dirty life, I wanna try to forget The stupid things I've done I wanna have one more try... I wanna have one more try... I wanna have one more try... I wanna have one more try...
Turn back the river! Turn back the river! Turn back the river! Turn back the river!
Rhythm! Feel the rhythm! Feel the rhythm! River... Back the river! Back the river!
Rhythm! Feel the rhythm! Feel the rhythm!
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