Album: The Great Escape
On the syncopation train
Listen to the wheels
Syncopating, syncopating
You've got wings upon your heels
There's sparks beneath the wheels
Like an icepick thrust into
Forty thousand volts of power
And the syncopation train
Is running through my life
Like the lines running through my head
And I syncopate in rhyme
On the syncopation train
Listen to the wheels
Syncopating, syncopating
You've got wings upon your heels
I went to see the doctor
I tried to describe my pain
But he sat and tapped his foot in time
To the syncopation train
I said, "Hey Doc., what's happening?"
He said, "Son, let me ask you"
Then he looked at me with a cryptic grin
And said, "Where'd you get those dancing shoes?"
On the syncopation train
Listen to the wheels
Syncopating, syncopating
You've got wings upon your heels