If you work all day the rhythm through the night
Work all night the rhythm through the day
Sell that soul you'll be burning up right
Got no soul that's fine all right
You work all day the rhythm through the night
Work all night the rhythm through the day
Sell that soul you'll be burning up right
Got no soul that's fine all right
All I've ever known is true
We'll pick it up and pack it up and put it in a bag
Stack it up like cinnamon we'll get it real fast
Until there's nothing left for you
We'll pick it up and pack it up and put it in a bag
Stack it up like cinnamon we'll get it real fast
Until there's nothing left to you
You keep the rhythm through the night
Need a little money keep working all right
Help that soul a little help may do some right
Need that soul that's fine all right
Work all day keep the rhythm through the night
Work all night keep the working all right
Sell that soul that's fine all right
Sell that soul that's fine all right
All I've ever known is true
We'll pick it up and pack it up and put it in a bag
Stack it up like cinnamon we'll get it real fast
Until there's nothing left for you
We'll pick it up and pack it up and put it in a bag
Stack it up like cinnamon we'll get it real fast
Until there's nothing left to you
We'll pick it up and pack it up and put it in a bag
Stack it up like cinnamon we'll get it real fast
Until there's nothing left for you
We'll pick it up and pack it up and put it in a bag
Stack it up like cinnamon we'll get it real fast
Until there's nothing left to you
Until there's nothing left to you