There's a circus in town And in the spotlight tonight I'm gonna fall to the ground Without a sound Like a bird in a cage; You'll remember my face A sad eyed, sad eyed Rock'n roll clown; So strike up the band For this tiny man
Here I am a rock'n roll clowm Oh look at me my friends Hi-ha-ha-hi-ha-ha Here I am a rock'n roll clown And here we go again Hi-ha-ha-hi-ha-ha
I can play my guitar Like a su-su-superstar Without any strings Like all the riff-if-if kings I have a fan magazine In ma washing machine And my heart never breaks 'cause my nose is a fake Oh in the spotlight tonight I'm gonna fly like a kite
Here I am ...
Black and white isn't always right There's always something between the lines At the end of scene The stage can be such a lonely place When your all be your own To be or not to be That's the question What's the name of the game? Am I climbing to fame Or is this just a joke? With a joker who's broke When the curtain is down And the circus leaves town There is no on around To see the sad eyed clown But strike up the band For this tiny man