Big Time - 16 - Clap Hands

Tom Waits

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Sane, sane, they're all insane, fireman's 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 coming 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 going up to harlem with a pistol in his jeans a fifty-dollar bill inside a palladin's hat and nobody's sure where mr. knickerbocker's at 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, clap hands, clap hands, 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 palladin'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 a little row boat clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands