Another clown jumps off the ladder

A shallow pool but it doesn't matter

The way it goes, the way it goes

He's falling through barriers and hedgerows

A hollow man, hollow hand puppet

Where's the applause when you need it?

But these brought by somersaults and backflips

On hallowe'en some things'll be different

A mother lode, a mother lode

A hollow man, hollow hand puppet

I'm a clown, you don't want her to know me

The knife behind the curtain

No truth is ordinary.

You can't see your way out of this one

He makes a joke but nobody listens

At least he does not know it

The last of all his courage

Press the button for a free ticket

Here he goes, hits the ground running.