Clap Hands
Janita
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Sane sane they're all insane The fireman's blind the conductor's lame A Cincinnati jacket and a sad luck dame Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain Clap hands Said roar roar the thunder and the roar Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more Moon in the window and a bird on the pole Can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal Clap hands I said steam steam a hundred bad dreams Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans A fifty-dollar bill inside a Paladin's hat And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at Shine shine a Roosevelt dime All the way to Baltimore and running out of time Salvation Army seemed to wind up in the hole They all went to heaven in their little rowboats Clap hands
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Written by: GUY HAONEG, THOMAS ALAN WAITS
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