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Vocals by Cree Patterson

King Of Clowns (© 2022 John Heavern)

Verse 1:

Runnin' joke,

headed for embarrassment.

Never know how it pours,

but I'm soakin' wet.

Verse 2:

May be lost

in my off-the-wall philosophy:

Crazy qualifies

as a tragic comedy.

Chorus 1:

Nothin' can figure out the King of Clowns,

when he comes out.

Somethin' is missin' from the King of Clowns,

never a doubt.

Verse 3:

Tongue is loose, brain adrift,

let it fly out all the time.

Social rules never click,

our minds are not alike.

Verse 4:

Lashin' out's not my thing,

time will let the truth be known.

Still a crown on the king,

'til the future is foretold.

Chorus 2:

Lap it up, laugh it up,

bringin' me down, the King of the Clowns.

Losers can't get enough with me around,

the King of the Clowns.

Bridge 1:

Thought I'd get used to it,

ego is hammered down.

Stuck like a fly on shit:

not your average clown.

Solo

Bridge 2:

Somethin' funny 'bout

the King of Clowns:

pickin' up money

thrown on the ground.

Verse 5:

Been a long, winding road,

not a lot of patience left.

Lots of time on my own,

in imagination's nest.

Verse 6:

Gotta' face the social scene,

every day's another act.

Circle-jerk of routine

never serves a knack.

Chorus 3:

Nothin' can figure out the King of Clowns,

when he comes out.

Somethin' is missin' from the King of Clowns,

never a doubt.

Lap it up, laugh it up, bringin' me down,

the King of the Clowns.

Losers can't get enough with me around,

the King of the Clowns.