Sane' sane' they're all insane'
Fireman's blind' the conductor is lame
A Cincinnati jacket and a sad-luck dame
Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain
Clap hands' clap hands' clap hands' clap hands
Said roar' roar' the thunder and the roar
Son of a b**ch is never coming back here no more
The moon in the window and a bird on the pole
We can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands' clap hands' clap hands' clap hands
Said steam' steam' a hundred bad dreams
Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty-dollar bill inside a palladin's hat
And nobody's sure where Mr Knickerbocker's at
Roar' roar' the thunder and the roar
Son of a b**ch is never coming back here no more
Moon in the window and a bird on the pole
Can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands' clap hands' clap hands' clap hands
I said steam' steam' a hundred bad dreams
Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
A fifty-dollar bill inside a palladin's hat
And nobody's sure where Mr Knickerbocker's at
Shine' shine' a Roosevelt dime
All the way to Baltimore and running out of time
Salvation Army seemed to wind up in the hole
They all went to heaven in a little row boat
Clap hands' clap hands' clap hands' clap hands
Clap hands' clap hands' clap hands' clap hands
Clap hands' clap hands' clap hands' clap hands
