Clowns

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
 A clown pretended to be a girl who pretended to be my friend
 Th's 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 can'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?
 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
 And nightmares filled with clowns and you're there too
 You have a big red nose and stupid floppy shoes
 You're becoming one, yeah, I can see the signs
 And I hate clowns almost as much as I hate mimes
 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