Neon hair that’s much too bright
Something isn’t right
Children should all gather round
But they run and hide
A smiling face painted in place
Hiding the rage
Here comes a mace
The party’s just began and kids eat too much cake
We’re gonna have some fun
So run for heaven’s sake
Hell sent in the clowns
Of masquerade and murder
Yeah, hell sent in the clowns
Of laughter and of slaughter
Yeah, hell sent in the clowns
Lapel flowers squirt kids eyes
Now they’ve lost their sight
Clowns are funny, yes we are
We’re laughing as you die
Exploding cigars take off an arm
Cry in alarm, they’re here to do harm
Clowns are coming
Clowns are coming
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