Lyrics:
of your fingers
Heaven, heaven
Heaven, heaven
Heaven, heaven
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Heaven, heaven
The rhythm of wheels the rhythm
of light coming out of your fingers
Heaven heaven
Heaven heaven
Heaven heaven
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Heaven heaven
The rhythm
of that crooked crooked beat
So one by one they come on down
From the tower blocks of my home town
Stepping with the rhythm of the rockers beat
Finding the world in the smallness of a grain of sand
And holding infinities in the palm of your hand
And Heaven's realms in the seedlings
Finding the world in the smallness of a grain of sand
And holding infinities in the palm of your hand
And Heaven's realms in the seedlings
of the night and the smells that filled the air
And we laid us down on sandy ground it was cold but we didn't care
And we were drawn to the rhythm
Drawn
at night
Well, it's reality now
Loving you's a sweet, sweet symphony
That all of heaven and earth join to sing
My heart trembles at the sound
Even if
who pound
Pound, pound, pound, pound
Spikes in the rails to their very own heaven
Towers of London
When they had built you
Did you watch over
bad
Heaven is a girl that makes dreams come true
Oh, no one does it good like heaven do, no
She got the rhythm to drive me crazy
She got the rhythm
be moved, and I'll say of the Lord
You are my shield, my strength, my portion
Deliverer, my shelter, strong tower
My very present help in time
of the night and the smells that filled the air
And we laid us down on sandy ground it was cold but we didn't care
And we were drawn to the rhythm
Drawn
Turn our sorrow into singing
The song of life
Rejoice, rejoice
And sing with the Angel voices
Rejoice, rejoice
All Heaven and Earth rejoice
Lord, Your
September 11, They sent them right into heaven
Osama played Rhythm Heaven on his Nintendo DS
Just like the name 9/11, they dialed up 911
Bin Laden, Eureka
never navvies who pound, pound, pound, pound, pound
Spikes in the rails to their very own heaven
Towers of London
When they had built you
Did
never navvies who pound, pound, pound, pound, pound
Spikes in the rails to their very own heaven
Towers of London
When they had built you
Did
And whisper in a rhythm your lies
Keep comfort for others
Hurt me with the night
Whisper like cold winds
Close to the bone
Save heaven for lovers
Leave me
these bells tonight
my cold dark tower seems so bright
I swear it must be heaven's light
sorrow till tomorrow
For the heavens will soon be bright
And we're gonna have fun tonight
There'll be rhythm and mirth
At the president's birthday ball!
and Thy my high tower
Raise Thou me heavenwards, oh power of my power
Riches I need not, nor man's empty praise
Thou mine inheritance through all of my
cities
In this heartland
In this heartland soil
In this heartland
Heaven knows this is a heartland
Heartland, heartland
See the sun rise over her
of the night and the smells that filled the air
And we laid us down on sandy ground it was cold but we didn't care
And we were drawn to the rhythm
Drawn
As heavenly as the one above
Oh, what a dream
We'll marry in a sea of flowers,
Home will be a silver tower
There'll be heaven in my life
With an angel
walk the straight and narrow
Some girls they just don't care
Good girls go to heaven
Bad girls, go everywhere
Some girls are into heavy metal
rhythm section was the Purple Gang
Let's rock everybody, let's rock
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock
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