July 19, 2003

YOUR FAVORITE CLOWN (a song lyric)

I get so filled with anger when I'm as shallow as my skin.
Don't let the children touch me,
You don't want to know where I've been
But I'm smiling...:D
this crazy painted grin

I come to all these parties,
get paid up front in cash
Then I show up more loaded
than the diapers in the trash
The kiddies laugh at me every time that I fall down
aw, I'm just being me; your favorite clown

I could twist some balloons around
or play Pin the Tail on the Ass
or start inhaling helium, then I'll pass the gas
Let's bob for apples... maybe one of us will drown
Oh, I know you wont take me seriously
I'm you favorite clown

I just want to be loved for who I am
But I've been reduced to bad hair and baggy pants
My best moments are when I act the fool
Has this ever happened to you...?

Now I've got whoopie cushions that you can really smell
I've started squirting pepper spray from the flower in my lapel
My cans of exploding snakes are extra tightly wound
just like me... your favorite clown.

Posted by Tuning Spork at July 19, 2003 05:37 PM
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