Knees on the ground
Clap clap clap
That's how their hands sound
One two three
Clap clap clap
Time to hide under the tree
Little hands are burned
Socks are dirted
Skins are burned
Clap clap clap
That's how their mom sound
Little feet are still running
Clap clap clap
That's how they call each other
Or to fool the other
Clap clap clap
It's over.
