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• Artiste: Pale Young Gentlemen
• Titre: Clap Your Hands
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In this park they play They let the pigeons stay They give them names and feed them bread They live in Philadelphia You have no chance, old man Your queen is cornered, I'd say Shoot a bird off the board Don't need your cane for this job Click y our heels, dance dance Grab a girl, dance dance And don't remind me Why I'm here, dance dance Clap your hands, dance dance Feed the birds, dance dance And don't remind me Why I'm here, dance dance You're out of breath, I see You need a rest, maybe? A little afternoon nap? Let's tear the lid off this thing One more step to go One last dip and that's it I've got more people to see My friends, it breaks my heart Click y our heels, dance dance Grab a girl, dance dance And don't remind me Why I'm here, dance dance Clap your hands, dance dance Feed the birds, dance dance And don't remind me Why I'm here, dance dance Move through the grass On your hands and your knees These things change, my old friends Times change, don't they? Float through the air Let your heart carry you up up and up Let's lay you down Click y our heels, dance dance Grab a girl, dance dance And don't remind me Why I'm here, dance dance Clap your hands, dance dance Feed the birds, dance dance And don't remind me Why I'm here, dance dance