Song title: handclap

Singer: Fitz and The Tantrums

Lyrics: Fitz and The Tantrums

Composer: Fitz and The Tantrums

(Turn it up)

Turn up the volume!

Somebody save your soul cause you've been sinning in this city I know

I know you have done all kinds of evil in this city, until someone saves your soul

Too many troubles, all these lovers got you losing control

You're like a drug to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold

You are like a drug, an eye-catching luxury product, my sugar and gold

I want the good life

I Yearning for a better life

Every good night you're a hard one to hold

Cause you don 't even know

Because you don't know

I can make your hands clap

I can make you clap with joy

Said I can make your hands clap

Somebody save your soul cause you've been sinning in this city I know

I know you did all kinds of evil in this city, until someone redeemed your soul

Too many troubles, all these lovers got you losing control

These ambiguous lovers are in constant trouble, Make you lose your mind

You're like a drug to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold

You're like a drug to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold Honey and Treasures

I want your sex and your affection when they're holdin' you close

When others are approaching you, I just want you to look your best for me , look beyond your expectations

Cause you don't even know

Because you don't know

I can make your hands clap

I can make you clap with joy

Said I can make your hands clap

Every night when the stars come out

As night falls, stars come out

Am I the only living soul around?

Am I the only living soul around you?

Need to believe you could hold me down

Need to believe you could hold me down

Cause I'm in need of somet

hin' good right now

Because I'm longing for good things to happen at this moment

We could be screamin' till the sun comes out

We can have a good time Until the rising sun

And when we wake we'd be the only sound

When we wake up, we are the only sound in the world

I get on my knees and say a prayer: James Brown

I kneel down and pray, pray to James Brown (Godfather of Soul Music)

That I can make your hands clap

That I can make you clap with joy

That I can make your hands clap

That I can make you clap hard

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Turn up the volume

That I can make your hands clap

I can make you clap with joy

My flesh is searchin' for your worst and best, don't ever deny

Please don't deny it, I only exist to search for your evil and good

I'm like a stranger, gimme me danger

I am like a stranger, you make me scared

All your wrongs and your rights

Your rights and wrongs

Secrets on Broadway to the freeway, you're a keeper of crimes

You are the keeper of crimes, hiding those ulterior secrets

Fear no conviction, grapes of wrath can only sweeten your wine

I don’t believe that the fruit of wrath can make sweet wine

But you don’t even know

But you don’t know< /p>

I can make your hands clap

I can make you clap with joy

Said I can make your hands clap

I said, I will make you applaud hard

Every night when the stars come out

As night falls the stars loom out

Am I the only living soul around?

Am I the only living soul beside you?

Need to believe you could hold me down

Need to believe you could hold me down

Cause I'm in need of somethin' good right now

Because I'm longing for good things to happen at this moment

We could be screamin' till the sun comes out

We could party until the sun comes up

And when we wake we'd be the only sound

When we wake up, we are the only sound in the world

I get on my knees and say a prayer: James Brown