And happy people they hate
With smiles of grease paint three feet wide
Tight-collared clowns in plastic buildings
Everybody laughs at me
And I'm going home 'cause it's late
I'm not the talented kind
And cotton candy makes me sick
Have you seen my wife Elvira?
Well, I once had a bushy mane
White silk horses step in time
But I'm so sick, I just don't dare to
I always go to the circus on Sunday
But when I leave home in the morning on Monday
The tattooed man displays his talents
I wish I could laugh at the way that they're acting
And everyone knows that the people don't care
Everyone's caught on a carousel pony
I make other people nervous
She can tame a lion, you know
And there I can laugh at the people I see
Everyone's juggling and everyone's acting
I wish I had some Bromo fizzy
Now that would do the trick
But to me my life is a three-ring circus
High wire dancers kick and balance
A big stuffed tiger is what I bought her
Everyone knows that the clowns aren't happy
Happy jobs and happy clubs
Have happy families as their fate
I guess that's why they laugh at me
And I can see it for free
Roller coasters make me dizzy
But that was so damn long ago
