Cathy's New Clown Lyrics - Singles - John Wesley Harding

Sometimes when you get mystic 

I have to leave the room 

Another accident statistic 

While the big bass drum goes boom 

There's an apocalypse now on station road 

If there's a nuclear winter, at least it'll snow 

Your talk turns all of me upside down 

You turned up my ticket at the lost and found 

And all I got was the current crown worn by 

Cathy's new clown 

Our enemies are at the border 

We couldn't go back too soon 

Be a nice girl and don't take orders 

That's what they're saying in the back room 

You got a big black box that I can't get a look in 

And I wanna look at you but I don't get a look in 

I'm like a talking head with the sound turned down 

Or pavlov's dog when he wasn't around 

I'm just a little bit lost so I'm heading downtown to be 

Cathy's new clown 

One upon a time 

I didn't know you 

That's the way the story goes 

But how I wish, how I wish you'd let me show you 

That I love the lines but hate the clothes 

That's the way it goes 

Turn the speakers up to ten now 

Listen to what he has to say 

Watch out there's a body talking body-talk 

A big mouth just gets in the way, hey 

When I'm with you, there's something to it 

You know the old lie and you can see through it 

But now I'm alone and I'm homeward bound 

Cover my tracks up and cover new ground 

Put down the purse cos I'm buying this round 

I'm putting pepper down for the pack of bloodhounds 

And all I need is a single sound, I'll be 

Cathy's new clown 

Here he comes.....