Sweeping the floors, open up the doors   Turn on the lights, getting ready for tonight   Nobody's romancing because it's too early for dancing   But here comes the music      Bright lights flashing to cover up your lack of soul   Many people, so many problems, so many reasons   To buy another round, drink it down   Just another night on the town      With the big man, money man, better than the other man   He got the plan with the million dollar give a damn   When nobody understands hell become a smaller man      The bright lights keep flashing, the women keep on dancing   With the clowns, they pick me up when I'm down   The Rodeo Clowns, they pick me up when I'm down      The disco ball spinning, all the music and the women   The shots of Tequila, they'll say that they need ya   But what they really need is just a little room to breath   Teeny bopping disco queen, she barely understands   Her dreams of bellybutton rings and other kinds of things      Symbolic of change but the thing that is strange   Is that the changes occurred, now she's just a part of the herd   I thought that you heard, the changes occurred   Just a part of the herd      Lights out, shut down, late night, wet ground   You walk by look at him but he can't look at you   You might feel pity but he only feels the ground   You understand moods but he only knows let down      By the corner there's another one   Reaching out a hand, coming from a broken man   You try to live but he's done trying   Not dead but definitely dying   With the rest of the clowns      Sweeping the floors, open up the doors   Turn on the lights, getting ready for tonight   Nobody's romancing because it's too early for dancing   But here comes the music