KLOWNS WILL BE KLOWNS

Through all the jokes and endless games
Yet one thing remains the same
Klowns will be klowns

Break it down
Now bring it back
And ring that fucking bell

No voices speak to me
Less they got gags, that make me laugh
In time, you'll find out
That Jokerz Wyld is the only path

No clown nose, no wigs
Just here to riff with all my friends
Drink a pale of ginger ale
Then wake up and do it again

That's right, klowns will be klowns
Don't like it? Get the fuck out of Houston, bitch

So what's new
We all turn to you
But you double back like a fucking bastard
Can't juggle, nothing but trouble
Can't keep you around

You're no klown

Get the fuck out of this town

You have no place here in the Big Top

You wanna know what makes fucking klown move
Well, this is it, bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Max Scott
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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