Mr. Jangles
Mr. Jangles, circus clown
Sat in bar at edge of town
Wore a melancholy grin
As he sipped his sloe fiz gin
Grease paint face for evening show
Yellow wig and velvet bow
Baggy pants and pointed shoes
Comic Jangles loved his booze
Had a fight with cousin Len
Spent a year inside the Pen
Found a job with Circus Browne
New career as big top clown
Loved to make kids laugh and whoop
Riding pones through a hoop
Walked on stilts and trained a bear
Wearing purple underwear
Heard the crowds who'd cheer and clap
For this funny Bangles chap
But when the big top closed its tent
Back down to the bar he went
Lonely clown who hides within
No one sees through painted grin
Jangles lights another smoke
Snorts his ounce of stolen coke
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