Clowntown

Nobody's here but nobody's gone
You're never gonna know the drug you on
Somebody's got there mind hell bent on taking
Everyone's gone but they're all here
On their front lawns with a...
(Please don't leave your cigarette butts on my golf course)
A beggar and a chooser can be good friends

In the world of the pale and blueish grayish red
At the bottom of the barrel there's a road that never ends
If you're looking for a place to stay I got an ear to lend

There's a guy who sleeps by evergreen
Across from the cleaners with the TV screen
He pushes around his cart without a word
The sun is here and there's clouds in the sky
When the white water rushes the houses fry
And the truth is never what you heard
If you're looking for life it might just be a blur
If you've got blood it might just cause a stir
And if the rivals (bibles) wanna throw their mud
Then let all the buildings burn

Those sirens ring where my friend used to live
It made me think that I'm in no position
To judge and mock and try to take it down
Welcome to the land where your nothin' but a clown