Paint Box Jester

See the clown with his crown of melancholy See him frown at the crowds who clapped too slowly He brings them down with his wit, creative solely For your enjoyment, how about the unemployment? Big Bad Wolf doesn't say "sir" to anybody Shows his teeth in a grin but you know it's naughty Who needs proof when he's understood by everybody He's a big man, tells you when you can't and when you Can be good cuz you goin' to make it brother Like you should without all the fuss and bother You have stood all the tests do you need another Just don't listen You know there's nothing missin' dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-da-lum-da-dee-da dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-da-lum-da-dee-da dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-da-lum-da-dee-da Show your face You know there's another place For the clown standing with his rod of iron Wavin' it around, laughin' to keep from cryin' Make no sound cuz he doesn't know he's dying And somewhere else, maybe he's honest with himself -dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-da-lum-dum-dee-da dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-da-lum-dum-dee-da dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-da-lum-dum-dee-da dum-dum-da-la dum-dum-dee-la-le-le Hippity-hop, Hippity-hop Great Green will stomp