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We Used To Be Friends
A long time ago
We used to be friends but I
Haven't thought of you lately at all
If ever again (clap clap)
A greeting I send to you
Short and sweet to the soul I intend
Hoho ohohoh (clap clap)
Hoho ohohoh (clap clap)
Hoho ohohoh (clap clap)
Hoho ohohoh (clap clap clap)
Come on now honey
Bring it on bring it on yeah
Just remember me when
You're good to go
Come on now sugar
Bring it on bring it on yeah
Just remember me when
It's something I said
Or someone I know
Or you called me up
Maybe I wasn't home
Now everybody needs some time
And everybody knows
The rest of it's fine
And everybody knows now
Come on now sugar
Bring it on bring it on yeah
Just remember me when
You're good to go
Come on now honey
Bring it on bring it on yeah
Just remember me when
We used to be friends
A long time ago
We used to be friends
A long time ago
We used to be friends
A long time ago
We used to be friends
Yeeeeeaaaaahhhhhh
Eeeeaaaahhhhhh
Hoho ohohoh (clap clap)
Hoho ohohoh (clap clap)
Hoho ohohoh (clap clap)
Hoho ohohoh (clap clap clap)
A long time ago
We used to be friends but I
Haven't thought of you lately at all
If ever again (clap clap)
A greeting I send to you
Short and sweet to the soul I intend
We used to be friends
A long time ago
We used to be friends
A long time ago
We used to be friends
A long time ago
We used to be friends
Hoho ohohoh (clap clap)
Hoho ohohoh (clap clap)
Hoho ohohoh (clap clap)
Hoho ohohoh (boum clap clap boum pich)
song performed by by Dandy Warhols
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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How I wish to be Remembered
like an old well
that has served well
and still serving well
and still sings
every morning
noon and night
as young and old
boys, men and women
greet it with songs
earnestly echoed
from the depth of its soul
and the water....
my hands
clap and clap
splash and splash
shaking every hand
that cares to draw
from my heart
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Clap Yo Hands
Verse
Potter:
Come on, you children, gather around -
Gather around, you children.
And we will lose that evil spirit
Called the voodoo.
Nothin but trouble, if he has found,
If he has found you, children -
But you can chase the hoodoo
With the dance that you do.
Let me lead the way.
Jubilee today!
Hell never hound you;
Stamp on the ground, you children!
Come on!
Refrain
Clap-a yo hand! slap-a yo thigh!
Halleluyah! halleluyah!
Evrybody come along and join the jubilee!
Clap-a yo hand! slap-a yo thigh!
Don t you lose time! dont you lose time!
Come along-its shake yo shoes time
Now for you and me!
On the sands of time
You are only a pebble;
Remember, trouble must be treated
Just like a rebel;
Send him to the debble!
Clap-a yo hand! slap-a yo thigh!
Halleluyah! halleluyah!
Everybody come along and join the jubilee!
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Stomp Your Hands, Clap Your Feet
Whoa!
Woo-woo yeah
Turn it up until it bangs your head
Tear it down now mother don't play dead
People stand the noise
All the little toys
Put some more coke on the fire
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat
Mixed up kids lookin' for that night
They're getting higher everything in sight, well alright
The music's pretty loud
Someone in the crowd
Think they're gonna cause us a riot
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat, oh
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat
Rock on, rock on, rock on
Yow!
How how how how how
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh ho ho ho
Stomp your hands
Clap those feet, yeah
Stomp your hands
To the beat
C'mon boys
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Whoa-whoa, all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stomp your hands
(Oh whoa oh oh)
Clap your feet
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat
All night long
Stomp your hands
(Everybody)
Clap your feet
(Everybody stomp your hands to the beat in the heat yeah yeah yeah yeah woo!)
Stomp your hands
(Oh!)
Clap your feet
(Oh whoa whoa whoa whoa, rock all night, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Oh yeah
Stomp your hands
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Clap your feet
(My my my, my my my my my my, my, my, m
song performed by by Quiet Riot
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Jack
Here's a song of the record high voltage
This one is a song about the clap
Now we call it 'she's got the jack'
We'd like to give this one to you
Psssst
Gonorrhea, oh no, i just had my first dose
Of gonorrhea
She gave me her mind
Then she gave me her body
But it seems to me
That she gave it to anybody
But i made her cry
And i made her scream (scream for me)
[audience screams]
I took her high
And i curdled her cream
But how was i to know that she had been there before
She told me she was a virgin
She was number nine, ninety-nine on the clinical list
And i fell in love with the dirty little bitch
She's got the jack
(i hate to tell you this darling)
I searched her mind
And then i searched her body
...but so did everybody
But she gave me her heart
And she gave me her soul
And a great, big - warn out
Empty hole
But how was i to know it had been filled in before
She said, "bon, i've never had the urgency"
She was number nine, ninety-nine on the critical list
And i fell in love with the dirty little bitch
She's got the jack
(i'll kill her)
(oh and it hurts)
You know, i woke up one morning, and there it was on the sheets - the clap
Now i know you all call it the clap over here so what i'm gonna do
I'm gonna say "she's got the --", and i want you all to shout out
Just what it is she's got, in this case it's the clap
And if you wanna know who gave it to her, don't look at me
She's got the ...
(i wanna hear your voices)
She's got the ... clap
She's got the ... clap
She's got the ... clap
(that guy down there, whatta you doing?)
She's got the ... clap
(yeah, you show me)
She's got the ... clap
She's got the ... clap
(she got that too, ha?)
She's got the ... clap
(i think what she needs ... is an angus young penicilian)
Angus young
Alright
She's got the jack
Oh yes she has
song performed by by AC-DC
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hands
One hand enough to caress, but it needs two hands to clasp
One hand enough to grasp, but it needs two hands to pull it up
One hand enough to make agreement, but it needs two hands to clap
One hand enough to create, but it needs two hands to balance
One hand enough to reject, but it needs two hands to protect
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Shine All Your Light
Here under heaven's eyes,
down under paradise,
sometimes it seems like we're so small.
Here on the shores that reach
into infinity,
how could we matter much at all?
Would it be enough
if each of us would give our love?
Like sand on a mountain,
rain on a fountain,
shade on a shadow,
a breeze in this tornado,
just do what you can.
Clap with one hand
and shine all your light in the sun.
We live to learn to love.
Oh, mercy from above.
Amazing grace, like rain comes falling down.
We sing our hearts to you,
our song of gratitude.
The voice of ev'ry soul,
how sweet the sound.
We can only trust
all our prayers will all add up.
Like sand on a mountain,
rain on a fountain,
shade on a shadow,
a breeze in this tornado,
just do what you can.
Clap with one hand
and shine all your light in the sun.
Would it be enough
if each of us would give our love?
Like sand on a mountain,
rain on a fountain,
shade on a shadow,
a breeze in this tornado,
just do what you can.
Clap with one hand
and shine all your light in the sun.
song performed by by Amy Grant
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hand That Helps
Hand in hand you clap
Encourage others and solder you tap
Hand alone can be used for slap
In backward direction you step
Hand that build nation
Hand that develops relation
Hand that pulls the cart
And finally hands make you smart
Hand covers your eyes
Yet people look at and try
Hands that comes to rescue
Allow few people to view
Surge ahead with waving hand
Make all to follow and make friends
See to it that you are constant with trend
See the joy in life at the end
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Brother to brother
Brother to brother sister to sister
Hand to hand land to land
Mother to mother father to father
Clap to clap step to step
Uni to multi culti to ulti
Blasts to dust must to must
Centum to satem pre post to mortem
Lips to lips hips to hips
Ashes to ash a whale to a splash
Vow to vow now to now
2010.
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Girl Like That
Were goin out tonight
New shelltones with blue stripes
My braves cap to the side
Painted blue levis
The club hops off at 10
But we wont be there then
Gotta stop at in-and-out
And get a #3
But hold the onions please
Pullin up to the valet
Though I hate to be that way
But a playas gotta play
And v.i.p.
Which girls are coming with me?
[chorus]
(in a red dress) I want a girl like that
(....................) I need a girl like that
(out late night) you need a girl like that
Hey hey hey hey
(with a tongue ring) I want a girl like that
(doin her own thing) I need a girl like that
(a little tattoo) we need a girl like that
Hey hey hey hey
Now were up in v.i.p.
Got this honey next to me
And she screams
When the dj plays
(peaches and cream)
Baby do that dance for me
Get your friends round
Two or three
We can rendevous
And do that thing we do
I wanna drink to you
After drinks, its time to leave
Go to valet, get my keys
Heres a fifty, keep the change
Jump in the range
Which honeys coming with me?
[chorus]
Yea its a party, girls all around me
Its a party, we gettin rowdy
Its a party, it - its a party
Clap your hands *clap clap*
Everybody up in the party
Everybody, time to get rowdy
Everybody up in the party
Clap your hands *clap clap clap clap*
(here we go)
Oh my god, its 6 am
The partys comin to an end
She asks me when we will again
Is that a sin?
Tomorrow is her best friend
[chorus x2 out]
song performed by by O-town
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Clap your wings Butterfly
Clap your wings
Butterfly, Butterfly
Clap your wings
Flutter by and fly
Your rainbow flower skin.
Strikes out glaringly beautiful in the sun
Whenever you take off the land and run
Your delicate beauty alone is breathtaking
Beautiful feelings inside of me keep awaking
When you clap your wings and fly
Butterfly sing with me
Beneath any tree
Clap your wings
Flap your wings
Flutter by and fly
Let's look up to the skies
Together on a lovely summer day
Before you decide to say goodbye!
2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Love Calling
Sun goes down I rise
Red hair flames so bright
Iced gin breaks the night
Steal into her mind
Walk without a sound
Fire in the mountains now
If you wanna rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub
If you wanna rub-a-dub, dub love
Love calling, love calling
If you wanna rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub
If you wanna rub-a-dub, dub love
Love calling
So baby rock on
Clap hands, clap hands
For the song man
Rock on, rock on
Ooo baby rock on,
Clap hands, clap hands
For the song man
Rock on, rock on
Song man dreams for you
Moves his clapping space
Turns us into snakes
Hot hits
And the blue moon move, move, move
Move until we die
Move until she cries
If you wanna rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub
If you wanna rub-a-dub, dub love
Love calling, love calling
If you wanna rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub
If you wanna rub-a-dub, dub love
Love calling
Oo baby rock on
If you wanna rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub
If you wanna rub-a-dub, dub love
Love calling, love calling
If you wanna rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub
If you wanna rub-a-dub, dub love
Love calling
So[ooo? ] baby rock on
Clap hands, clap hands
For the song man
Rock on, rock on
Ooo baby rock on,
Clap hands, clap hands
For the song man
Rock on, rock on
song performed by by Billy Idol
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Always in hurry! ! !
bit, bit, my heart beats
hurry, hurry, my hands move
about you, in you, around you
hurry, hurry, before my words escape me
doing a good job, saying
let you, leaving you and loving more
undone, undone, but my heart perfect
clap, clap, palms of my hand
in your face, in your words, in some heart
poem by Mirna Morgan
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Happy Family
Happy family, one hand clap, four went by and
None come back.
Brother judas, ash and sack, swallowed aphrodisiac.
Rufus, silas, jonah too sang, well blow our own
Canoes,
Poked a finger in the zoo, punctured all the ballyhoo
Whipped the world and beat the clock, wound up
With their share of stock.
Silver rolls from golden rock, shaken by a knock,
Knock, knock.
Happy family, wave that grin, what goes round
Must surely spin;
Cheesecake, mousetrap, grip-pipe-thynne cried out,
Were not rin tin tin.
Uncle rufus grew his nose, threw away his circus
Clothes
Cousin silas grew a beard, drew another flask of
Weird
Nasty jonah grew a wife, judas drew his pruning
Knife.
Happy family one hand clap, four went on but none
Came back
Happy family, pale applause, each to his revolving
Doors.
Silas searching, rufus neat, jonah caustic, jude
So sweet.
Let their sergeant mirror spin if we lose the barbers
Win;
Happy family one hand clap, four went on but none
Came back
song performed by by King Crimson
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One Hand, Alone, Cannot Clap, But Somehow It Can Still Touch...
alone with
nothing
but
integrity
somehow
everything is
within the reach
of one
hand
it cannot clap
nevertheless it knows
how to point and
still
touch the
sensitivity of
the heart...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Manus Manum Lavat
it is always with One Hand
that Washes the Other
Friends or Lovers
Husbands and Wives
Two hands dipped On Water
Cooling and Resting
Two Hands Sounding to A Clap
From a Basin of Water
One Hand on Top of the Other
Comforting and Sharing and
Keeping the Silence with the Water
Between them The Time.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Other Hand...
the black man's hand,
the poor man's hand.
the Muslim hand, the Jewish hand...
the gay man's hand,
the working man's hand,
the ex-convict's hand,
the farmer's hand, the garbage man's hand...
the Christian's hand, the atheist's hand,
the father's hand, the soldier's hand,
the peacemaker's hand,
the healer's hand, the teacher's hand,
the prodigal's hand, even the murderer's hand...
the victim's hand, the broken hand,
the praying hand, the touching hand...
all, when extended,
feel like my other hand!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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