JOKERZ WYLD - KLOWNS WILL BE KLOWNS

Through all the jokes and endless games
Yet one thing remains the same
Klowns will be klowns
Break it down
Now bring it back
And ring that fucking bell
No voices speak to me
Less they got gags, that make me laugh
In time, you'll find out
That Jokerz Wyld is the only path
No clown nose, no wigs
Just here to riff with all my friends
Drink a pale of ginger ale
Then wake up and do it again
That's right, klowns will be klowns
Don't like it? Get the fuck out of Houston, bitch
So what's new
We all turn to you
But you double back like a fucking bastard
Can't juggle, nothing but trouble
Can't keep you around
You're no klown
Get the fuck out of this town
You have no place here in the Big Top
You wanna know what makes fucking klown move
Well, this is it, bitch

Written by:
Andrew Tarvin, Max Scott

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