HandClap - Fitz & The Tantrums, White Cliffs

Somebody save your soul

Cause you’ve been sinning

In this city I know

Too many troubles,

All these lovers got you losing control

You’re like a drug to me,

A luxury, my sugar and gold

I want the good life

Every good night

You’re a hard one to hold

Cause you don’t even know

I can make your hands clap

Said I can make your hands clap

Somebody save your soul

Cause you’ve been sinning

In this city I know

Too many troubles,

All these lovers got you losing control

You’re like a drug to me,

A luxury, my sugar and gold

I want your sex and your affection

When they’re holdin’ you close

Cause you don’t even know

I can make your hands clap

Said I can make your hands clap

Every night when the stars come out

Am I the only living soul around?

Need to believe you could hold me down

Cause I’m in need

Of somethin’ good right now

We could be screamin’

till the sun comes out

And when we wake we’d be the only sound

I get on my knees

And say a prayer: James Brown

That I can make your hands clap

That I can make your hands clap

(Turn it up)

That I can make your hands clap

My flesh is searchin’

For your worst and best,

Don’t ever deny

I’m like a stranger, gimme me danger

All your wrongs and your rights

Secrets on Broadway to the freeway,

You’re a keeper of crimes

Fear no conviction,

Grapes of wrath

Can only sweeten your wine

But you don’t even know

I can make your hands clap

Said I can make your hands clap

Every night when the stars come out

Am I the only living soul around?

Need to believe you could hold me down

Cause I’m in need

Of somethin’ good right now

We could be screamin’

till the sun comes out

And when we wake we’d be the only sound

I get on my knees

And say a prayer: James Brown

That I can make your handsclap

That I can make your handsclap

That I can make your handsclap

That I can make your handsclap

So can I get a handclap?