Friday night we'll be playing for a well-dressed man
If he likes what he hears, we'll be moving our way
Did a little dance and he left, left me standing by
I guess he came here looking
For someone who could park the little car that he must drive
(Giving it up) So tired of clowns
The circus is bound for the end of the road
(Giving it up) Get back in the van
Let's pick up the stands and the microphones
(Giving it up) Who needs a soul
When you can sell it to the devil for his weight in gold?
(Giving it up) You'll never frown
Paint a smile on your face, you're just a clown
Didn't make it through the door before the telephone rang
He's talking a different tone
That demo must have been shaped like a boomerang
Landed on the desk in the city where the pity is
His hair's a little longer
His songs are getting stronger
Can we try to do this again?
(Giving it up) So tired of clowns
The circus is bound for the end of the road
(Giving it up) Get back in the van
Let's pick up the stands and the microphones
(Giving it up) Who needs a soul
When you can sell it to the devil for his weight in gold?
(Giving it up) You'll never frown
Paint a smile on your face, you're just a clown
So much money and so much money, yeah
And now my train done jumped the track
I've been hit pretty hard many times in my life
But not as hard as I hit back
Circus is bound for the end of the road
Let's pick up the stands and the microphones
When you can sell it to the devil for his weight in gold?
(Giving it up) You'll never frown
Paint a smile on your face, you're just a clown
Giving it up, giving it up
(Giving it up) So tired of clowns
The circus is bound for the end of the road
(Giving it up) Get back in the van
Let's pick up the stands and the microphones
(Giving it up) Who needs a soul
When you can sell it to the devil for his weight in gold?
(Giving it up) You'll never frown
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