Red Noses, Shit Poses
Well I will get in the cage
And I will meet the rage
'Cos I ain't got no choice now
I gotta turn the page
And when I hear the roar
You know I'm gonna soar
I know it? s coming down to the will yeah
Like it did before
I? m standing on the edge of my feet
Gotta whip it till I break it down
You got me dancing to the animal beat
When I want the death of a clown
What I hate is the goddamn nose
Shit shoes and a sad excuse for clothes
The time has come for your final fall
So get up, this is your curtain call
I'm gonna shit inside of your pant
(You got it coming)
Slap you with my mighty hands
(You got it coming)
Break you, dammit, break you down
I want the death of a clown
Oh, God, I hate your smile
What a loser style
Falling over like a silly child
Man, it drives me wild
So now you're rolling 'round in the dust
You get ready for the ultimate trick
You got me howling like a trumpet, baby
You got me cutting into your schtick
I'm gonna shit inside of your pants
(You got it coming)
Slap you with my mighty hands
(You got it coming)
Break you, dammit, break you down
I want the death of a clown
Tonight your show is off
And I will take your stage
When it? s getting tough
You gonna need some rage
I? m standing on the edge of my feet
Gotta whip it till I break it down
You got me dancing to the animal beat
When I want the death of a clown
What I hate is the goddamn nose
Shit shoes and a sad excuse for clothes
The time has come for your final fall
So get up, this is your curtain call
I'm gonna shit inside of your pants
(You got it coming)
Slap you with my mighty hands
(You got it coming)
Break you, dammit, break you down
I want the death of a clown
Shit inside of your pants
(You got it coming)
Slap you with my hands
(You got it coming)
Break you, dammit, break you down
I want the death of a clown
I know you want it, so come and get it
And I will meet the rage
'Cos I ain't got no choice now
I gotta turn the page
And when I hear the roar
You know I'm gonna soar
I know it? s coming down to the will yeah
Like it did before
I? m standing on the edge of my feet
Gotta whip it till I break it down
You got me dancing to the animal beat
When I want the death of a clown
What I hate is the goddamn nose
Shit shoes and a sad excuse for clothes
The time has come for your final fall
So get up, this is your curtain call
I'm gonna shit inside of your pant
(You got it coming)
Slap you with my mighty hands
(You got it coming)
Break you, dammit, break you down
I want the death of a clown
Oh, God, I hate your smile
What a loser style
Falling over like a silly child
Man, it drives me wild
So now you're rolling 'round in the dust
You get ready for the ultimate trick
You got me howling like a trumpet, baby
You got me cutting into your schtick
I'm gonna shit inside of your pants
(You got it coming)
Slap you with my mighty hands
(You got it coming)
Break you, dammit, break you down
I want the death of a clown
Tonight your show is off
And I will take your stage
When it? s getting tough
You gonna need some rage
I? m standing on the edge of my feet
Gotta whip it till I break it down
You got me dancing to the animal beat
When I want the death of a clown
What I hate is the goddamn nose
Shit shoes and a sad excuse for clothes
The time has come for your final fall
So get up, this is your curtain call
I'm gonna shit inside of your pants
(You got it coming)
Slap you with my mighty hands
(You got it coming)
Break you, dammit, break you down
I want the death of a clown
Shit inside of your pants
(You got it coming)
Slap you with my hands
(You got it coming)
Break you, dammit, break you down
I want the death of a clown
I know you want it, so come and get it
Credits
Writer(s): Frithjof Jacobsen, Arne Skagen, Jon Hernas, Danny Young, Rolf Uggen
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