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
CLAP HANDS, CLAP YOUR HANDS
CLAP HANDS
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 A POLE
CAN ALWAYS FIND A MILLIONAIRE TO SHOVEL ALL THE COAL
CLAP HANDS, CLAP HANDS
CLAP YOUR HANDS, CLAP HANDS
I SAID STEAM, STEAM, A HUNDRED BAD DREAMS
GOIN' UP TO HARLEM WITH A PISTOL IN HIS JEANS
FIFTY DOLLAR BILL INSIDE OF PALADIN'S HAT
AIN’T 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 A POLE
ALWAYS FIND A MILLIONAIRE TO SHOVEL ALL THE COAL
CLAP HANDS, CLAP HANDS
CLAP YOUR HANDS, CLAP HANDS
I SAID STEAM, STEAM, A HUNDRED BAD DREAMS
GOIN' UP TO HARLEM WITH A PISTOL IN HIS JEANS
FIFTY DOLLAR BILL INSIDE A PALADIN'S HAT
AIN’T 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 A HOLE
THEY ALL WENT TO HEAVEN IN A LITTLE ROW BOAT
CLAP HANDS, CLAP YOUR HANDS
CLAP YOUR HANDS, CLAP HANDS
CLAP YOUR HANDS, CLAP HANDS
CLAP HANDS,CLAP HANDS
CLAP HANDS, CLAP HANDS
CLAP HANDS, CLAP HANDS
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
CLAP HANDS, CLAP YOUR HANDS
CLAP HANDS
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 A POLE
CAN ALWAYS FIND A MILLIONAIRE TO SHOVEL ALL THE COAL
CLAP HANDS, CLAP HANDS
CLAP YOUR HANDS, CLAP HANDS
I SAID STEAM, STEAM, A HUNDRED BAD DREAMS
GOIN' UP TO HARLEM WITH A PISTOL IN HIS JEANS
FIFTY DOLLAR BILL INSIDE OF PALADIN'S HAT
AIN’T 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 A POLE
ALWAYS FIND A MILLIONAIRE TO SHOVEL ALL THE COAL
CLAP HANDS, CLAP HANDS
CLAP YOUR HANDS, CLAP HANDS
I SAID STEAM, STEAM, A HUNDRED BAD DREAMS
GOIN' UP TO HARLEM WITH A PISTOL IN HIS JEANS
FIFTY DOLLAR BILL INSIDE A PALADIN'S HAT
AIN’T 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 A HOLE
THEY ALL WENT TO HEAVEN IN A LITTLE ROW BOAT
CLAP HANDS, CLAP YOUR HANDS
CLAP YOUR HANDS, CLAP HANDS
CLAP YOUR HANDS, CLAP HANDS
CLAP HANDS,CLAP HANDS
CLAP HANDS, CLAP HANDS
CLAP HANDS, CLAP HANDS