PATTON OSWALT IN THE COUP'S lyrics : "The Magic Clap"
Let's go
Magic clap
Let's do it
Clap
Magic clap
Clap
Magic clap
It's like a hot wire baby
We put it together
When sparks weeling-knight
The future forever
This is the last kiss
Martin ever gave to coretta
It's like a paparazzi pick
When a flash my baretta I got scars on my back
The truth on my tongue
I had the money in my hand and that alarm
Gut wrong wanna breathe fire
And freedom from my lungs
Tell homeland security wee argh the balm
Clap
Magic clap
Clap
Magic clap
Hurry up git close dough
These wear meeting overthrow
Waiting on a concrete rose to grow
Closing lines they ain't ?quotable?
Counting up all that dough you owe
You s'posed to know
Opposable
We are not dis-posebowl
Muscle up we got blows to throw
Till folks have risen there'll be no decision
We make the motor move
They show fur driven
Now we can't shine right
Like a broken prism
I figure out!
The fourteenth is a broke amendment
Clap
Magic clap
Clap
Magic clap
Good evening
Tonight we bring to you
Worn out streets
Till sing to you .45 shells dance beats stomachs is loud
Can-cell speech checks that vanish if blink an eye
Grace getting locked in the clink
Die a salary
Clap on birth certificate
Notarized lies that burst in triplicate
Triplicate
Triplicate
Morning prayers for the car to
Start a man and a whiskey in a heart to heart
Hope every track suit to flash and run agony
Chases with a badge and gun poet tree
Shouted from the squeal of bus breaks
Hands in the air
Try to feel for an escape
Flash in my eye like a candid snaps
When we slap back is a magic clap
Clap!
Come on do it with me
Do it
Do it
Come on do it with me
Fight
Come on do it with me alright!
Come on do it magic clap!
When the slap back
Magic clap
Ha! Ha!
Wooo!
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