Tom Waits – Clap Hands

Artist: Tom Waits

Song name: Clap Hands

Album: Rain Dogs (1985)

Genre(s): Blues, Jazz, Folk, Rock, Experimental rock, Avant garde

Sane, sane, they’re all insane
Fireman is blind, the conductor is 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
The moon in the window and a bird on the pole
We can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal

Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands

Said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams
Goin’ 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

Roar, roar, the thunder and the roar
Son of a bitch is never comin’ 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, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands

I said steam, steam, with a hundred bad dreams
Goin’ 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 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

Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands

Oh Clap hands, oh clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands

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