Clasp Hands - The Fall

We’re going down on N-ineteen

At 4:30 a.

m

And we grasped the hands

In N.Y.C.

It was Steve’s song

Clasp hands

Well, perhaps it’s so familiar

In a blue bus

It was a pleasure

The lads were wolverines

A cuckoo is talking

So we clasped hands

We grasped hands

We’re going down N.Y.C.

Steve’s song

A woman Pearl was talking to me

And we all clasped hands

It was clockwork tears

And we all clasped hands

It was one of the best shows ever seen

Ludicrous, majestic and exhilarating

Priscilla Chaos is a lustrous jewel

And we all clasped hands

In N.Y.C.