Walk Like a Clown
I can't help but walk, walk, walk like a clown
And why, why, why, why, why have you come to my house?
Well go ahead and cry
You've been crying all a long, long time
So what? You can't come help
So what? You can't come help but you try
I don't know what I want, but I want what I will
And when I find, find, it's okay I'll go through my hell
And when I go outside
When I go outside it's such a drag
So what? You can't come help
So what? You can't come help but you try
You try
Let's take a picture
I wanna see what has happened to me
Try not to whisper
You look smashing in my eyes
You say I'm fucked up
You say I'm long gone
I keep lying and swaying but you've got me all wrong
I'm alright
I'm okay
Now what are you doing?
You've gotta smile
Put your arms around me and we will do this in style
I'm alright, I'm okay
Now let's see
That's not me
That's not me
And I understand I'm not exactly alright
(You think my neck is too long, I say my pants are too tight)
I hope you understand this is only my life
(I'm not too fond of feeling and I don't want a wife)
And I think that it's cute that you have tears in your eyes
I know I'm pressing too hard, too hard, but it makes me try
La, la, la, la
I can't help but walk, walk, walk like a clown
And why, why, why, why, why have you come to my house?
So what? You can't come help
And why, why, why, why, why have you come to my house?
Well go ahead and cry
You've been crying all a long, long time
So what? You can't come help
So what? You can't come help but you try
I don't know what I want, but I want what I will
And when I find, find, it's okay I'll go through my hell
And when I go outside
When I go outside it's such a drag
So what? You can't come help
So what? You can't come help but you try
You try
Let's take a picture
I wanna see what has happened to me
Try not to whisper
You look smashing in my eyes
You say I'm fucked up
You say I'm long gone
I keep lying and swaying but you've got me all wrong
I'm alright
I'm okay
Now what are you doing?
You've gotta smile
Put your arms around me and we will do this in style
I'm alright, I'm okay
Now let's see
That's not me
That's not me
And I understand I'm not exactly alright
(You think my neck is too long, I say my pants are too tight)
I hope you understand this is only my life
(I'm not too fond of feeling and I don't want a wife)
And I think that it's cute that you have tears in your eyes
I know I'm pressing too hard, too hard, but it makes me try
La, la, la, la
I can't help but walk, walk, walk like a clown
And why, why, why, why, why have you come to my house?
So what? You can't come help
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Modavis
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