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 blasphemy not
upon the door draped
Scream out for murder,
scream out for hate
If you click your
fingers applauding the play
The moon arises the
wrath booms not down
The clear skies
sometimes the clouds
So inviting such a
friendly sound
Temples arise and are
not breaked
Columns not shattered
by any earthquakes
Disease and Famine are
all their own prey
If you click your
fingers applauding the play
The moon arises the
wrath booms not down
The clear skies
sometimes the clouds
So inviting such a
friendly sound
Roky Erickson: Click Your Fingers Applauding The Play (Link)
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