Come on, clap your hands
Chorus:
Clap your hands
All ye people clap
Sunrise, sunset, Twenty hour car ride
We're down south and it's
Weird laws and strangers
Put the fear of god in me
I'm
I've got a car picking me up
I don't know where
I cannot read minds and its taking its toll
I might
Bless its soul, you followed me home
And I didn't want,
Can we break away
From this cycle we've created?
So much tension
So
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