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The world is a clown looking at you up and down
The world is a clown; the plane is about to touchdown
Madness in the East, madness in the west
And the north and the south are gallivanting in their Sunday best
The world is a clown just look all around 
Donkeys on heat, horses on their feet
People bleating in the street and jumping on the love street
Nothing is new and I know that you will pull through
The world is a clown they are dancing around
The clock is ticking loud forcing me to move forward
The world is a clown everyone is on the crowded playground
Jack and Jill are gallivanting in Charlottetown
And the drums are echoing all over the merry town
Clowns masquerading in the street dressed in colored costume 
And carrying merry balloons
Idlers digging up the concrete
Cars, buses and trucks are honking their horn
And a brand new day is dawn
Big mouth big shout, the mass is moving about
The heavens are in the jamboree 
And the planet is celebrating the glory
The world is a big clown, just look around 
The novice has screwed up parts of the planet
Can’t you see that the temperature is dancing up and down?
The satellites are onward bound 
And the Russians are nowhere to be found
A few people knows the route to space 
While some know the code to break through the gate
The East has made a mess and debris is falling from the sky
Disturbing the travelers as they pass by.
 The world is a clown beware of the imposture in town
It’s too early to share the space technology with everybody 
The novices have no clue that what is missing is a big screw
Some people have too much rain while others have no rain
to cool down the sweltering heat and settle my heartbeat
The space Job is still incomplete, patch the hole at the side
and stop the drought and extreme temperature 
The world is a clown everyone is singing the same song
Chinatown is around the corner playing poker with one dollar
The crops are piled up at the shop waiting for the dollar charmer 
The world is a clown, open the door and laugh out loud
Join the robust throng and march vigorously about the land
The world is a clown look what they are doing all around
The creator of the system is the breakers of the system
The money maker is the money spender
You who create the so called sin
Why do you punish those who break the sin?
Stoning fornicator and adulterer 
Whipping blasphemers and queer seducers 
For rubbing bricks against pricks
And sticking bananas into peaches
The world is a clown, running up and down
See them dressed in long gowns and shaking hands
Dressed in golden robes and golden hats 
They elevate themselves in high place
And execute laws that oppress the human races.
The world is clown and it is beating you to the grown
The world is a clown sometimes it makes you frown
The world is a clown don’t let it disappoints you
You who build mansion, skyscrapers and towers
You who occupy twenty percent of no man’s land
Your thoughts are before you and your voice is whispering to you
The world is clown and I am overblown
No one can break the seal because there is no another deal
It is already signed and rubber stamped but I can present the fake one and break loose out of the tormenting camp
The world is a clown and the fairy godmother is back in town
She is parading along the border trying to create some order
People are moving back and forth some are jumping on ships looking eager to strengthen the estranged relationship
The circus is back in town playing fiddle in their long gown
The clowns are moving from town to town 
Beguiling sinners and seducing charmers  
The world is a clown so don’t let it wears you down
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