In a field off the highway upon the ground   Broken forgotten a naked clown   Left from the show the night before   Lost by the ones he once adored      Into the streets of endless crowds   The show must go on, for those who're around   He dances and plays, but nobody cheers   A clown on the streets, is not wanted here      Welcome to the city   Cold and stone, this cement circus   In between the buildings   He's small and frail and far from fitting . . .      Lines thick with people won't look at him   Then some that take pity throw quarters at him   He's scared and alone, he thinks of his home   Their hearts must be broke, they'll find him he knows      Welcome to the city   Cold and stone, this cement circus   In between the buildings   He's small and frail and far from fitting in      but on the fair grounds   spotlights shine, crowds applauding   tightrope strung, the trapeze swinging   a missing clown, but the show must go on