Crawl through the crowd
Wipe this abandonment from my sleeves
The planets all look aligned
At least the ones I see
Shaking that fire in your fist
Shake it, shake it
Crawl to the sound
Scraped and skinned my boney knees
She's wearing that long black dress
She brought me to my feet
Shaking that fire in your fist, shake it
Miss Tambourine Wrist, Miss Tambourine Wrist
Shaking that fire in your fist
Shake it, shake it
You've got a fire in your fist
You better keep it close and keep it closed
Keep it close and keep it closed
You've got a fire in your fist
You better keep it close and keep it closed
Keep it close and keep it closed
Crawl to the, crawl to the
Crawl to the sound
Crawl to the sound
As I crawl to the sound
Crawl to the sound
Crawl to the sound
Crawl to the sound