I am a joker I am a phantom part Hands are broken Still, I'm a child at heart We've got a slander We've got an open room Pushing the tender Build it all up too soon Eyes of a martyr Frost of an open mind We've got a young girl We're with our kindred kind Coming to reason Reasons don't own a name No way to please them We've still got the youth to blame I am a joker I am a phantom part Hands are broken Still, I'm a child at heart The tricks'll die, if they die, if they The theory lied, didn't it lie, didn't it? What's your display when you're lost in there? What do you be when you're lost anyway? The tricks'll die, if they die, if they The theory lied, didn't it lie, didn't it? What's your display when you're lost in there? What do you be when you're lost anyway?