Songtext von Clap Ur Hands

We're gonna do a song, you never heard before, or maybe you have Regardless I want chy'all to make some noise now, yeah This is the joyful rebellion, yeah, check it out Yo, ring the alarm, I'm ready to drop the bomb, yeah I'm not a muslim but I'll still say salaam This is the calm before the storm, but is it righteous Can I write the songs to make the world sing She's slim, with a rude gal demeanor Happy to meet ch'ya miss argentina vibe-dobaleaner Picking my crown, to hold me down I took it back, now he's crying the tears of the clown I slayed goliath with the mic in my hand But I still make'em jam on american band stand A fool proof plan, but is it calculated Can't be violated or even be imitated It's highly anticipated like spaceships interfering And if it's not true it's nice to beleive In a return of original man, to slay the beef of the land I'm dumbing it down, so clap your hands