The Clapping Song - Red Box

Look at you with your natural flair

How’re you liking the weather up there?

Climb as fast as the eye can see

Doing the job much better than me How many more of them can there be Underneath your skin like the roots of a tree?

Tell me, Lord, it’s an act of birth

Where you happen to land on earth

Envy, and there’s jealousy

Fear and loathing

I’m disposing with the quality

Envy, and there’s jealousy

Fear and loathing

I’m disposing with the quality of life

Keep a football up in the air

Mere mortal just stand and stare

Make me laugh 'till my face is wet

Make me cry and I’ll kill you yet

Sing your anthem with hand on heart

Just about the time that I’m off my mark

I’d be running with hand on mouth

Trying not to let my dinner out

Envy, and there’s jealousy

Fear and loathing

I’m disposing with the quality

Envy, and there’s jealousy

Fear and loathing

I’m disposing with the quality of life

Clapping is all my hands can do I hope that you can pull me through

Give me some more of what you do Here is what we’re all gonna do When they call you just walk on though

Competition don’t look so good

Trying to light a fire with saturated wood

Talent isn’t all that it seems to be Where’s the script that they sent to me Burn the bridge that I built to you

Never mind it — I’ve burnt a few

Envy, and there’s jealousy

Fear and loathing

I’m disposing with the quality

Envy, and there’s jealousy

Fear and loathing

I’m disposing with the quality of life

Clapping is all my hands can do I hope that you can pull me through

Give me some more of what you do