There's a circus in townAnd in the spotlight tonightI'm gonna fall to the groundWhithout a soundLike a bird in a cageYou'll remember my faceA sad eyedsad eyed rock'n'roll clownSo strike up the bandFor this tiny manHere I am a rock'n'roll clownOh look at me my friendsHi-ha-ha-hi-ha-haHere I am a rock'n'roll clownAnd here we go againHi-ha-ha-hi-ha-haI can play my guitarLike a su-su-superstarWithout any strinclsLike all the riff-if-if kingsI have a fan magazineIn my washing machine and my heart never breaks'Cause my nose is a fakeOh in the spotlight tonightI'm gonna fly like a kiteHere I am a rock'n'roll clown . . .Black and white isn't always rightThere's always something between the linesAt the end of sceneThe stage can be such a lonely placeWhen your all be your ownTo be or not to beThat's the questionWhat's the name of the gameAm I climbing to fameOr is tiiis just a jokeWith a joker who's brokeWhen the curtain is downAnd the circus leaves townThere is no on aroundTo see the sad eyed clownBut strike up the bandFor this tiny manHere I am a rock'n'roll clown . . .