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				Feb 2nd, 2003, 09:12 PM
			
			
			
		
			
			       
				
			
			  
		
 
	
	
		
		
		When I was a kid my dad had pictures of these clowns 
He hung them on my wall and wouldn't let me take them down 
I didn't understand then and I still can't figure out 
What those goddamn clowns were so sad about 
A clown was my boss at every job I ever had 
Clowns run all the record companies that ever said we're bad 
A clown pretended to be a girl who pretended to be my friend 
Ths world is run by clowns who can't wait for it to end 
I have yet to meet a kid not scared to death of clowns 
They can't walk and they don't talk they've got painted on frowns 
A clown with a gun I hope I never see 
Would he shoot himself or shoot me? 
A clown taught every class I took at my old high school 
Clowns all wear Speedos when they hang out by the pool 
Clowns dress up like cops and threaten to call my folks 
This town is filled with clowns who don't get my jokes 
They fall on their asses 
It takes lots of practice 
I have nightmares filled with clowns and you're there too 
You have a big red nose and stupid floppy shoes 
You're becoming one I can see the signs 
I hate clowns almost as much as I hate mimes 
		
	
		
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