Click your fingers applauding the play - Roky Erickson

Click your fingers applauding the play

Such clear clear nights and clear days

Cause lightning never flashes our way

If you click your fingers applauding the play

Fat kings and queens all eating their grapes

Blood and blaspheme not upon the door drapes

Scream out for murder, scream out for hate

If you click your fingers applauding the play

And from the horizons the wrath boot’s not down

Clear skies sometimes the clouds so inviting

Such a friendly sound

Temples arising are not raked

Columns not shattered by any earthquakes

The seas and famine are all their own brake

If you click your fingers applauding the play

And from the horizons the wrath boot’s not down

Clear skies sometimes the clouds so inviting

Such a friendly sound