Lyrics

Now takin' his place inside the ring Is a man with all of every vision of tomorrow Although I gotta admit He still stinks of yesterday I am a broken clown Built to tread Destined to Drowning my sorrows in corn Which I acknowledge I am not a man To deny my rhyme My reason, my why Sweep it all under the rug Slap my face It's showtime My public awaits I will give my all tonight Many a happy child I do what parents cannot I will not kiss your baby Hundred proof, flames start to smother Broken ashtray, thoughts of another Bloodstained mattress, hotel matches Ship's a goin' down Feel like a flint in a Zippo lighter Grind me down 'til my spark burns brighter But tonight I'll sleep in my baby's arms Wherever she may be Hundred proof, flames start to smother Broken ashtray, thoughts of another Bloodstained mattress, hotel matches Ship's a goin' down I will bring the house down tonight I will tear down the big top tonight This night shall be the one that I dream of in dreams This night I'll be the one to answer my prayers Set free the animals From their cage to roam The streets are my enemies They lay down Just to let me walk Into another blind alley Then they attack But I will not turn back For tonight I walk among the dead And I am lost No one will give directions to a broken clown No one ever loves a broken clown