| Don’t you cry and don’t you worry
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| I will put on clown dress
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| I will sing and tell a story
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| I will help you with your stress
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| Have no fear whatsoever
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| Promise that you will be nice
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| But I beg you, don’t you ever
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| Look into my lifeless eyes
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| I signed up for clown care
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| Thinking that it’s just a game
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| But I’ve seen so much despair
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| That I’ll never be the same
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| Loss of limbs and brain cancer
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| Burning, countless degrees
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| Tell me if there is an answer?
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| Why they all deserve all this?
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| Little angel shaved my head
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| Drew fibrosis on my skin
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| Hello children, god is dead
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| Let the clown therapy begin
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| It can not be nature’s lesson —
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| Cancer at the age of ten
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| I will have to put my dress on
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| I will have to smile again
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| Little angel hold my lips
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| As I’m frowning upside-down
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| You do not deserve all this
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| Oh, don’t listen to that silly clown
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| Little angel shaved my head
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| Drew fibrosis on my skin
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| Hello children, god is dead
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| Let the clown therapy begin |