All Clapped Out

Ready?

Two, three, four

Oh, I've been sorely down on my luck

Reaching for glory, I found no such

Busted and broken, hostage and bound

Thrown by the wayside, kicked while I'm down

All clapped out

All clapped out

All clapped out

All clapped out

At times I've been barely able to sup

I drown from the bottle, crack in the cup

Shunned by my equals, scorned by the rest

Scraping the barrel, plumbing the depths

All clapped out

All clapped out

All clapped out

All clapped out

Ah, ah, ah, ah, clapped out

Ah, ah, ah, ah, clapped out

The cap in my hand, held out for some

It's hard not to shake when they label you scum

But each to his own, no, you can't take it back

Your words, they will sting like a backhanded slap

All clapped out

All clapped out

All clapped out

All clapped out

Ah, ah, ah, ah, clapped out

Ah, ah, ah, ah, clapped out