I'll drive to San Francisco, death to disco, take my shirt off
I'll clap me hands along and rattle on like a vagabond
I'll save my best for last and after that don't even ask me
Clap hands, clap hands, clap hands
Clap, clap hands, that's right, clap hands, clap hands, that's right
Clap hands, that's right
I'll swim to Mexico, don't tell the mermaids where I'm goin'
I'll shake your dollar bill and spend it all before the bombs will kill me
I'll scratch that kind of itch, down in the ditch and switch my plates out
Clap hands, that's right, clap hands, clap hands, that's right
I'll rip my uniform and bend the floor to the early mornin'
I'll save my best for last and after that don't even ask me
Clap hands, clap hands, that's right
Clap hands, clap hands, that's right
Clap hands, clap, clap hands
Clap hands, that's right
I'll shake your dollar bill then spend it all before the bombs will kill me
I'll take my broken bell and make it ring like a million churches