If you're going to clap, clap in time.
Well it was late one Christmas Eve, and there was snow, snow, snow.
I had to get up in the morning, I had to go, go, go.
I was lying on the ground, I was listening to the sound, of the beating in my heart.
I knew I had to get up and start.
It was a bright light, every night, moonshine bandango.
Bright light, every night, moonshine bandango.
Well it was hot one summer night, I went down, down, down.
I had to get up, get out of the rut, go into town, town, town.
I was moving on my feet, hot steppin' to the bop of two feet.
I was dancing in the dark, to the music coming over the park.
It was a bright light, every night, moonshine bandango.
Bright light, every night, moonshine bandango.
And it feels, like I'm home.
And it feels, like I'm home.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah.
It was a bright light, every night, moonshine bandango.
Bright light, every night, moonshine bandango.
And it feels, like I'm home.
You know it feels, like I'm home.
And it feels, like I'm home.
It feels, like I'm home.
And I feel.
And I feel.
Said I feel.
You know I feel.
Oh!
Captain Smudge.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.