[Intro (Gitarre perkussiv, leichtes Drumming)]: my hands don’t park they hover tables turning into drums headphones on — nothing playing still moving Verse 1 people talking schedules, plans I keep time with coffee cups left hand playing chords on air like the song won’t let me stop they say slow down, take a breath like it’s something you control I just smile and keep the tempo running somewhere in my bones Pre-Chorus got the rhythm in my mind the vibe in my soul trying to keep it trying to keep it under control [(halbe Pause)] [Hook / Build-Up] got the moves [(breit gesungen)] GOT THE MOVES! (Shout) [Drums Fill → Rhythmus übernimmt] [Gitarrensolo → roh & perkussiv] [Chorus] I’m good for nothing but music yeah, that’s how I’m made tried to stand still for a moment wrong song, wrong place I’m good for nothing but music nothing else comes close if life’s got a rhythm I’m already moving to it [Bridge / Crowd-Moment] I got the groove [ (Shout / Call & Response, Band + Publikum)] got the rhythm in my mind the vibe in my soul got the moves Verse 2 garage lights and buzzing amps no one knew the songs by name my brother found the heartbeat first and suddenly the noise made sense bass turned chaos into ground someone else already knew some songs don’t fit one body they were always meant for more than you [Pre-Chorus (repeat)] got the rhythm in my mind the vibe in my soul never really learned how to keep it under control [(kurze Pause)] Final Chorus (entspannt & breit) I’m good for nothing but music yeah, that’s how I’m made hands keep writing rhythms every second of my time I’m good for nothing but music nothing else comes close if silence tries to catch me the rhythm always shows [(leichtes Ausklingen → Band locker, Sommer-Feeling)] c’est ma vie — it’s my life got the rhythm in my mind the vibe in my soul got the moves
