Paul Simon, Clap! Clap! - Wristband lyrics
[Paul Simon, Clap! Clap! - Wristband lyrics]
I stepped outside the backstage door
To breathe some nicotine
And maybe check my mailbox
See if I can read the screen
Then I heard a click, the stage door lock
I knew just what that meant
I'm gonna have to walk around the
Block if I wanna get in
Wristband, my man
You've got to have a wristband
If you don't have a wristband, my man
You don't get through the door
Wristband, my man
You've got to have a wristband
And if you don't have a wristband, my man
You don't get through the door
I can't explain it
I don't know why my heart beats like a fist
When I meet some dude with an attitude
Saying "hey you can't do that, or this"
And the man was large
A well-dressed six-foot-eight
And he's acting like Saint Peter
Standing guard at the Pearly
Wristband, my man
You've got to have a wristband
If you don't have a wristband
You don't get through the door
And I said "wristband? I
Don't need a wristband
My axe is on the bandstand
My band is on the floor" i mean it's just
(Wristband, Wristband)
(Wristband, Wristband)
(Wristband, Wristband)
(Wristband)
The riots started slowly with the
Homeless and the lowly
Then they spread into the heartland towns
That never get a wristband
Kids that can't afford the cool brand
Whose anger is a short hand
For you'll never get a wristband
And if you don't have a wristband then
You can't get through the door
No, you can't get through the door
No, you can't get through the door
Say you can't get through the door, no
To breathe some nicotine
And maybe check my mailbox
See if I can read the screen
Then I heard a click, the stage door lock
I knew just what that meant
I'm gonna have to walk around the
Block if I wanna get in
Wristband, my man
You've got to have a wristband
If you don't have a wristband, my man
You don't get through the door
Wristband, my man
You've got to have a wristband
And if you don't have a wristband, my man
You don't get through the door
I can't explain it
I don't know why my heart beats like a fist
When I meet some dude with an attitude
Saying "hey you can't do that, or this"
And the man was large
A well-dressed six-foot-eight
And he's acting like Saint Peter
Standing guard at the Pearly
Wristband, my man
You've got to have a wristband
If you don't have a wristband
You don't get through the door
And I said "wristband? I
Don't need a wristband
My axe is on the bandstand
My band is on the floor" i mean it's just
(Wristband, Wristband)
(Wristband, Wristband)
(Wristband, Wristband)
(Wristband)
The riots started slowly with the
Homeless and the lowly
Then they spread into the heartland towns
That never get a wristband
Kids that can't afford the cool brand
Whose anger is a short hand
For you'll never get a wristband
And if you don't have a wristband then
You can't get through the door
No, you can't get through the door
No, you can't get through the door
Say you can't get through the door, no