
They said that I was funny
That I was the perfect clown
But I must confess that lately
All I really do is frown
The trapezist stole my lunch bag
And the ringmaster’s a dick
I want to stuff him in a cannon
And fucking launch that little prick
He withheld my freaking paycheck
‘Cause he said that I was late
But you know, I didn’t tell him
I took his wife out on a date
I saw her at the stables
And she seemed to have the blues
But you should have seen her smile
When she looked down at my shoes
I told the prick that I was quitting
I ditched my polka-dotted pants
Hopped a plane and now I’m miming
On the streets of Paris, France

I have found I’m really happy
Happy here in my new life
And in case I didn’t mention
When I left…
I took his wife π
Β©The Beginning At Last

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