The Flying Pickets
The Flying Pickets - The tears of a clown songtekst
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Now if there's a smile upon my face it's only there trying to fool the public; but when it comes down to fooling you, now honey that's quite a diff'rent subject. Don't let my glad expression give you the wrong impression; really I'm sad, Oh, sadder than sad, you're gone and I'm hurting so bad, like a clown I pretend to be glad. Now there's some sad things known to man but ain't too much sadder than the tears of a clown, when there's no one around. Oh yeah, baby, Now if I appear to be carefree, it's only to camouflage my sadness; in order to shield my pride I try to cover this hurt with a show of gladness. But Don't let my show convince you that I've been happy since you decided to go, I need you so, I'm hurt and I want you to know, but for others I put on a show. Now there's some sad things known to man but ain't too much sadder than the tears of a clown, when there's no one around. Just like Pagliacci did I try to keep my sadness hid, smiling in the public eye but in my lonely room I cry the tears of a clown. Oh, yeah baby! Now, if there's a smile on my face Don't let my glad expression Give you a wrong impression. Don't let this smile I wear Make you think that I don't care Now there's some sad things known to man but ain't too much sadder than the tears of a clown, when there's no one around.