Click your fingers applauding the play
Such clear clear nights and clear days
Cause lightening 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