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Clowns Of Death- Oingo Boingo -Im the one who preys upon the weakest And the weakest always preys upon the one whos underneath Im the one who doesnt see the waves of human kindness or the tides that Turn the day Im the one who always turns and looks away Turns and looks away [chorus 1] Because after all, we are only boys Because after all, we are only boys Will be boys will be boys will be boys Will be boys will be boys will be boys will be boys Will be boys will be boys will be boys Will be boys will be boys will be boys Will be boys will be boys will be boys Im the one treads upon the weaker ones Those that I can find And therell always be some others who could march along in line, yeah March along in line And, well move upon the world in a massive tidal wave And well shout and make some noise, yeah Shout and make some noise [chorus 1] [chorus 2] The clowns of death are marching on their hideous parade Their glaring eyes are filled with hate, but I am not afraid Their painted faces cracked with age, their makeup old and worn With tattered wings and toothy grins to amplify their scorn Theyre looking for the helpless ones Theyre looking for the misbegotten They prey upon the weak and fractured The crippled and the freaks of nature And when the come upon one whos lost or is alone Their smiles get even bigger and their noses start to glow Making snarling sounds to pantomime with furious abandon And with a scream they pounce to kill and all the while theyre laughing Im the one treads upon the weaker ones Those that I can find And therell always be some others who will march along in line And, well move upon the world in a massive tidal wave And well shout and make some noise, yeah Shout and make some noise [chorus 1] [chorus 2] Your sons and daughters, innocent, lay sleeping in their beds Theyll catch them when youre not around and smash their little heads If you think it just a dream, or that it isnt fair Just look around outside your door, the clowns are everywhere |
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