I'll clap my hands along
and rattle on like a vagabond.
I'll rip my uniform
and bend the floor
to the early mornin
I'll shake my dollar bill
and spend it all before
the bombs 'll kill me.
I'll save my best for last
and after that
don't even ask

clap hands
dudududu dudu(x5)

I'll take my broken bell
and make it ring like a million churches
I'll scratch that kind of itch
down in the ditch
and switch my plates out.
I'll drive to san fransisco
death to disco
take my shirt off
I'll swim to mexico
don't tell mermaids
where I'm goin