Lyrics One Hand Clap - Bonaparte, Kid Simius

One Hand Clap

Flying too close to the sun today
Who’s a girl, who’s a bird of prey, hey
Burn a feather and I lose control
It’s no good but we don’t know any better
Halo in the corner
The room’s not square
Howler in the vacuum
Like we’re not there
Your mother told you so
I’m just a jealous guy
But it feels like, it feels like, it feels like
Like a one hand clap, like a one hand clap
Far away, far away, far away from the rhythm like a one hand clap
Like a one hand clap, like a one hand clap
Far away, far away, far away from the rhythm like a one hand clap
Crack in the ceiling and a vacant stare
A light draft but we don’t care, -are
Ignore the weather and then lay low, -ow
It’s no good but we don’t know any better
Halo in the corner
The room’s not square
Howler in the vacuum
Like we’re not there
Your mother told you so
I’m just a jealous guy
But it feels like, it feels like, it feels like
Like a one hand clap, like a one hand clap
Far away, far away, far away from the rhythm like a one hand clap
Like a one hand clap, like a one hand clap
Far away, far away, far away from the rhythm like a one hand clap
Ey, ey, ey, ey (Take it off)