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Clap Your Hands lyrics
In this park they play
They let the pigeons stay
They give them names and feed them bread
They live in Philadelphia
You have no chance, old man
Your queen is cornered, I'd say
Shoot a bird off the board
Don't need your cane for this job
Click y our heels, dance dance
Grab a girl, dance dance
And don't remind me
Why I'm here, dance dance
Clap your hands, dance dance
Feed the birds, dance dance
And don't remind me
Why I'm here, dance dance
You're out of breath, I see
You need a rest, maybe?
A little afternoon nap?
Let's tear the lid off this thing
One more step to go
One last dip and that's it
I've got more people to see
My friends, it breaks my heart
Click y our heels, dance dance
Grab a girl, dance dance
And don't remind me
Why I'm here, dance dance
Clap your hands, dance dance
Feed the birds, dance dance
And don't remind me
Why I'm here, dance dance
Move through the grass
On your hands and your knees
These things change, my old friends
Times change, don't they?
Float through the air
Let your heart carry you up up and up
Let's lay you down
Click y our heels, dance dance
Grab a girl, dance dance
And don't remind me
Why I'm here, dance dance
Clap your hands, dance dance
Feed the birds, dance dance
And don't remind me
Why I'm here, dance dance
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- Track 5 on Pale Young Gentlemen
- 4 My Light, Maria
- 6 Up North
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