Tom Waits — Clap Hands

Tom Waits Clap Hands

Альбом: Beautiful Maladies: The Island Years (1998)

Жанры — Альтернативный рок

Текст песни

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. Clap hands

Clap hands. Clap hands

 

Said roar, roar the thunder and the roar

Son of a bitch is never comin' back here no more

Moon in the window, a bird on the pole

Can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal

 

Clap hands. Clap hands

Clap hands. Clap hands

 

Steam, steam a hundred bad dreams

Goin' up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans

A fifty dollar bill inside of Palladin's hat

And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at

 

Said roar, roar the thunder and the roar

Son of a bitch is never comin' back here no more

Moon in the window, a bird on the pole

Can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal

Clap hands. Clap hands

Clap hands. Clap hands

 

Shine, shine a Roosevelt dime

All the way to Baltimore and runnin' out of time

Salvation Army seemed to wind up in the hole

They all went to Heaven in a little row boat

 

Clap hands. Clap hands

Clap hands. Clap hands

 

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