Clown smile Death warmed over Man, you can't trust anybody these days I took my car to the To the garage just to get a new alternator And they put in a whole fuel pump Cost me a hundred dollars extra You can't trust anybody these days About all you can do is die around here Clown smile Death warmed over I got no hope for anything happening No, the check is not in the mail No, I don't love you Yes, that was me who cut that fart, okay? I'm owning that, alright? 'Cause that's the smell of death warmed over Clown smile I've been to the circus before And let me tell you, buddy Those guys are in makeup Well, I'm pretty pissed about it, wouldn't you be? I've been sold a bill of goods By a clown, no less Guy had a white face, big red smile, rubber nose Little pointed hat Looked like an ice cream cone stuck on top of a neck Well, yeah, I am pretty pissed about it, thank you very much I watch T.V. Every other minute they're selling me something This, and that, and Nike And blah blah blah blah blah And do that, and you'll marry that girl And you'll have a floor, and you'll clean it And you'll be in a refrigerator with a bunch of margarine Yeah, and you'll live forever Because if you eat that bean product Or that curd, or that Coca-Cola Everything'll be fine You'll laugh all the way to your fucking grave Clown smile Death warmed over And when you die And you go to heaven or hell Doesn't really matter You'll come out of your body, peel like a grape And you'll look around and go 'Well, here I am I took it up the ass for so goddamn long Now I'm dead, so where's my eternal reward?' And guess what, buddy? Guess again Yeah, you'll meet God, alright, you'll meet God He's a big motherfucker with a big white face And a red smile and a pointed hat Like an ice cream cone stuck on a neck And guess what? You'll get the old clown smile Death warmed over Get back down to Earth You're coming back this time as a Hutu Or a Or someone from Northern Ireland Or maybe a Serb Or maybe one of those Bosnia Muslims In an ethnic cleansing camp this time Oh, thanks a lot, pal Thanks a lot Clown smile Death warmed over Oh, don't do me any favors You little fucking asshole I gotta get another car