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Clowns Lyrics - Singles - Too Much Joy

When I was a kid my dad had pictures of these clowns 

He hung them on my wall and wouldn't let me take them down 

I didn't understand then and I still can't figure out 

What those goddamn clowns were so goddamn sad about 

 

Clowns were my boss at every job I ever had 

Clowns run all the record companies that ever said we're bad 

Clowns pretended to be a girl who pretended to be my friend 

This world is run by clowns who can't wait for it to end 

 

I have yet to meet a kid not scared to death of clowns 

They don't walk and they don't talk they've got painted on frowns 

A clown with a gun I hope I never see 

Would he shoot himself or shoot me? 

 

A clown taught every class I took at my old high school 

Clowns all wear Speedos when they hang out by the pool 

Clowns dress up like cops and threaten to call my folks 

This town is filled with clowns who don't get my jokes 

 

They fall on their asses 

It takes lots of practice 

They fall on their asses 

It takes lots of practice 

They fall 

They fall 

 

I have nightmares filled with clowns and you're there too 

You have a big red nose and stupid floppy shoes 

 

You're becoming one I can see the signs 

I hate clowns almost as much as I hate mimes 

 

A clown was my boss at every job I ever had 

Clowns run all the record companies that ever said we're bad 

A clown pretended to be a girl who pretended to be my friend 

This world is run by clowns who can't wait for it to end 

Wait for it to end 

Wait for it to end 

Wait for it to end 

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