Claudia Bettinaglio Clap Hands Lyrics

Sane, sane, they're all insane
Fireman's blind, the conductor is lame
A Cincinnati jacket and a sad luck dame
Hangin' out the window with a bottle full of rain

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Said roar, roar, the thunder and the roar
Sumbitch 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(2)

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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(3) hat
And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's(4) at

Roar, roar, the thunder and the roar
Sumbitch is never comin' back here no more Moon in the window and a bird on the pole
Always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal

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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(5)
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

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Oh clap hands
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