Lyrics:

THE JUGGLER'S SONG
 
I was speaking to Albert
Who tried to explain
I had a bad case
Of a too-small brain
 
In need of a job
And too timid to rob
What’s your qualification?
(Well,) could I dress like a slob?
 
So, he tossed me...
A polka-dot tie
And zebra-striped hose
Bright yellow shoes
And a shiny red nose
 
A herringbone belt
To be worn front to back
A checkerboard shirt and a pink top hat
 
(A checkerboard shirt and a pink top hat)
 
'Now you look like a clown,'
He said to me
So do something clownish
And terribly funny
 
Squirt the seltzer
Fall on your face
Pad your behind,
Take up a whole lotta space
 
(Pad your behind,
Take up a whole lotta space)
 
I said clowning's a fine way
To spend one's day
But, frankly….How much does it pay?
 
He said 'Art and money
Never should mix.'
That's when I knew that the salary stinks!
 
Then he tossed me a ball
And another one, too
He said, '(If you can) handle one more
I'll make a juggler of you...'
 
Then tossed me another
And another still
And if that truck hadn't hit him
He'd be tossing them still

I juggled, juggled a little
I juggled a lot
(And) my too-small brain
Never gave it a thought….

He juggled a lot
He juggled a little
And sometimes he just
Juggled a middle
 
I juggled a little
I juggled a lot
(And) when my pants caught fire
Well, my butt got hot!
 
(His pants caught fire…..Well, his but got hot!)
 
Now, over the years
I've heard a lot of advice
On the choice of career
(And) what to do with my life
 
But all that's just talk
A jumble of words
And none of it could match
The greatest sound in the world
 
Cause I  can tell you from here
All the way to hereafter
There's no sound as sweet
As the sound of... laughter
 
We clown around
With our colourful friends
We like to compete who's got the biggest rear end!

(We like to compete who's got the biggest rear end!)
 
We laugh and we juggle
And juggle and laugh
And I know I'll  be smiling
When I laugh that... last laugh
 
(BANG! -- Ooo, ya got me!)
 
I know I'll  be smiling
When I laugh that... last laugh