Clap Your Hands

(album: Madchester Rave On - 1989)

Come on
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap those hands
Clap those hands

You're stating to move
And you're watching
You're starting to move
And you're watching

You're starting to move
And watching you go
You're starting to move
And watching you go

You're starting to move
And you're leaving
You're starting to move
And you're leaving for so

This is how we had to go, oh
No-one else don't even know, oh
And all you groovies been on my toes

Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
When I had a smoke not to soon

Well, I had a small raise not a month ago
Didn't last that long it take too long
We all love good old nice
When your Dads go out
But you don't have the price

Flap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap my hands
Clap my hands
Clap your hands

Ooh, you all come back now
When you're balancing the kettle
With the chromide sheckle
Fuck his hands, fuck his hands

He's asleep on his feet
Too many times a week
Clap your hands
Clap your hands

Stating to move
And you're watching
Starting to move a
Nd you're watching him go

You're starting to move
And you're watching him go
Starting to move
And he's leaving it slow

Clap your hands
Clap my hands
Clap your hands
Clap those hands
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