Sane, sane, they're all insane,
fireman's blind, the conductor is lame
A Cincinnati jacket and a sad-luck dame
Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Said roar, roar, the thunder and the roar
Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more
The moon in the window and a bird on the pole
We can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams
Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty-dollar bill inside a palladin's hat
And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at
Roar, roar, the thunder and the roar
Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more
Moon in the window and a bird on the pole
Can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
I said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams
Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty-dollar bill inside a palladin's hat
And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at
Shine, shine, a Roosevelt dime
All the way to Baltimore and running out of time
Salvation Army seemed to wind up in the hole
They all went to heaven in a little row boat
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
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All Tomorrow's Parties
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Bombtrack
Stone Deaf In The USA
A Tear and a Smile
Ineffable King of Darkness
Run to You
Poetry Reading by Genqui Numata
Funk on Your Tummy
Just Tell Her Jim Said Hello
La Casa De Mi Abuela
Headlines
La Incondicional
The Way We Swing
Johnny's Got The Inside Moves
Brodie Johnson Weekend
One Winter's Night
I Want You Back
Can't Take My Eyes Off You
Not Supposed To Love You Anymore
Right Or Wrong
Love Me Like a Man
fireman's blind, the conductor is lame
A Cincinnati jacket and a sad-luck dame
Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Said roar, roar, the thunder and the roar
Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more
The moon in the window and a bird on the pole
We can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams
Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty-dollar bill inside a palladin's hat
And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at
Roar, roar, the thunder and the roar
Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more
Moon in the window and a bird on the pole
Can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
I said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams
Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty-dollar bill inside a palladin's hat
And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at
Shine, shine, a Roosevelt dime
All the way to Baltimore and running out of time
Salvation Army seemed to wind up in the hole
They all went to heaven in a little row boat
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
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The Great Filling Station Holdup
I Like Texas
All Tomorrow's Parties
Wishbone
Bombtrack
Stone Deaf In The USA
A Tear and a Smile
Ineffable King of Darkness
Run to You
Poetry Reading by Genqui Numata
Funk on Your Tummy
Just Tell Her Jim Said Hello
La Casa De Mi Abuela
Headlines
La Incondicional
The Way We Swing
Johnny's Got The Inside Moves
Brodie Johnson Weekend
One Winter's Night
I Want You Back
Can't Take My Eyes Off You
Not Supposed To Love You Anymore
Right Or Wrong
Love Me Like a Man