## Metadata
**Caption:** grunge, alt-rock, wah guitar, melodic, mid-tempo groove, 90 bpm, male vocal
**BPM:** 100
**Duration:** 189.0s
**Key:** E minor
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
Down on the corner where the traffic slows,
There's a man with a rhythm only he knows,
Pots and pans and a battered old tin can,
Turns the whole street into his own brass band

[chorus]
Rhythm man, beating out a song,
Rhythm man, drumming right along,
Rhythm man, give me some of what you got,
Rhythm man, teach me every beat you've caught

[verse]
Crowd gathers slow, nobody plans to stay,
But his hands keep moving in a strange, hypnotic way,
He don't need a stage, he don't need a light,
Just the sidewalk stage and the coming night

[chorus]
Rhythm man, beating out a song,
Rhythm man, drumming right along,
Rhythm man, give me some of what you got,
Rhythm man, teach me every beat you've caught

[bridge]
Give me your rhythm,
Give me your beat,
Give me the music,
Underneath these feet

[chorus]
Rhythm man, beating out a song,
Rhythm man, drumming right along,
Rhythm man, give me some of what you got,
Rhythm man, teach me every beat you've caught