Happy Mondays - Clap Your Hands lyrics
[Happy Mondays - Clap Your Hands lyrics]
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
You all come back now clap your hands
(Electronic mixing) clap your hands
Clap those hands
Clap your hands clap your hands
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
You all come back now clap your hands
(Electronic mixing) clap your hands
Clap those hands
Clap your hands clap your hands
Clap your hands