There's a circus in town

And in the spotlight tonight

I'm gonna fall to the ground

Whithout a sound

Like a bird in a cage

You'll remember my face

A sad eyed

sad eyed rock'n'roll clown

So strike up the band

For this tiny man

Here I am a rock'n'roll clown

Oh look at me my friends

Hi-ha-ha-hi-ha-ha

Here I am a rock'n'roll clown

And here we go again

Hi-ha-ha-hi-ha-ha



I can play my guitar

Like a su-su-superstar

Without any strincls

Like all the riff-if-if kings

I have a fan magazine

In my washing machine and my heart never breaks

'Cause my nose is a fake

Oh in the spotlight tonight

I'm gonna fly like a kite

Here I am a rock'n'roll clown . . .



Black and white isn't always right

There's always something between the lines

At the end of scene

The stage can be such a lonely place

When your all be your own

To be or not to be

That's the question

What's the name of the game

Am I climbing to fame

Or is tiiis just a joke

With a joker who's broke

When the curtain is down

And the circus leaves town

There is no on around

To see the sad eyed clown

But strike up the band

For this tiny man



Here I am a rock'n'roll clown . . .