"Clown Asylum" lyrics

"Clown Asylum"

In the clown asylum
They have locked us away
For a million years
Here, here we stay
We stay inside our cages
With our make-up bags and our frilly shirts
Our hopes and dark dreams taped to the wall
With the window next, next to the bars
I sometimes look outside and see the birds
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweeting into the window
Never shall I pull you again from my hat, bird
But we are wild here in the clown asylum
The clown asylum, an asylum for clowns
Will we ever laugh again?
I ask you, I ask you
Come over here
You! You! Come over here!
Why don't you tell me how I'm supposed to turn this balloon into a giraffe
Nurse fuckity-fuck
You take the pills to sleep you old wench!
Don't, don't you threaten my time in the courtyard with the young bunnies
The little rabbits and the daffodils
Oh, there's Howard
Howard's a human duck playing chess against himself
What do ya have to say about that, Chummy?
You circus people can kiss my whole ass
I stay hidden from the world in the clown asylum
In the clown, in the clown, in the clown asylum
In the clown
We're in the clown asylum
We're in the clown
We're in the clown asylum
We're in the clown, in the clown asylum


Writer(s): Ryan Adams
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