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Текст песни Tom Waits - Clap Hands

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Sane, sane, they`re all insaneThe fireman`s blind, the conductor`s lameA Cincinatti jacket and a sack luck dameHanging out the window with a bottle full of rainClap hands, Clap handsClap hands, Clap handsSaid roar, roar the thunder and the roarSon of a bitch is never comin` back here no moreMoon in the window; a bird on the poleCan always find a millionaire to shovel all the coalClap hands, Clap handsClap hands, Clap handsSteam, steam a hundred bad dreamsGoin` up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeansA fifty dollar bill inside a Palladin`s hatAnd nobody`s sure where Mr. Knickerbocker`s atRepeat Second Verse Shine, shine a Roosevelt dimeAll the way to Baltimore and runnin` out of timeSalvation Army seemed to wind up in the holeThey all went to Heaven in the little row boatClap hands, Clap handsClap hands, Clap hands

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