Clap your hands,
Clap your hands,
Clap your hands,
Clap your hands
I don't know what I've been told
Throw a penny in the pocket of a darkened soul
A penny in the pocket for to pay that toll soon
The wind it blew right through my youth
Take a notion for a potion so I wouldn't forget my roots
Stomping the heels of my boots
Where are you gonna run to now?
Keeping your good side out
Where are you gonna run to now?
What you gonna do when your little plan
Leads you astray in the badlands man?
Listen
Meet you down by the banks of the Quay
I wouldn't do nothing that I wouldn't want done on me
I'm upping the dose of blue ghosts you see (Ah)
Yeah I might be young but I feel much older
Another leap of faith from my best friend's shoulders
With every leap of faith I am getting bolder
Where are you gonna run to now?
Keeping your good side out
Where are you gonna run to now?
What you gonna do when your little plan
Leads you astray in the badlands man?
Where are you gonna run to now?
The word around the campfires out
Standing on the edge of doubt
Swimming up stream, get out
You were dancing in an old dance hall
And you were fighting in a streetlight brawl
You were seeking out some refuge
Dirtying your new shoes
What are you gonna do
When your little plan leads you astray in the badlands man?
What are you gonna do
When your little plan leaves you astray in the badlands?