Yeah hang on a second. Yeah, hang on the to the rhythm, buddy. . Please, please baby, baby come back home. I's so cold and dark here all alone. If you come back I promise I'll be good.
Inside the pocket of a clown. Is a sad place to hang around. Just watching smiles turn into frowns. Inside the pocket of a clown. . Inside the heartache of a fool.
Inside the pocket of a clown. Is a sad place to hang around. Just watching smiles turn into frowns. Inside the pocket of a clown. . Inside the heartache of a fool.