Singalong Jamboree Lyrics by Coyote Wall
Clap your hands on the ones and threes
Down at the singalong jamboree
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Clap your hands on the ones and threes
Down at the singalong jamboree
It’s the one situation
I can’t talk my way out of
Wave goodbye to the age of man
There is nothing new on the horizon
I love birds
I see ’em every day
Well my baby wouldn’t pass a Turing test
But I love her just the same
Out in the summer heat
Taking me by the hand
Dead of night, big deer on the road
Doing 65 in a 50 zone
If I had been around back in the eighties
I’d pack my things and say goodbye to dad and mom
You did ninety-five down ninety five
Like you had death wish
I wouldn’t mind being torn asunder
Not by you