| In the clown asylum |
| They have locked us away |
| For a million years |
| Here, here will you stay |
| We stay inside our cages |
| With our make-up bags |
| And our frilly shirts |
| Our hopes and dark dreams |
| Taped to the wall |
| With the window, next, next to the bars |
| I sometimes look outside |
| And see the birds |
| Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet tweeting |
| Into the window |
| Never shall I pull you again from my hat, bird! |
| But we are wild here in the clown asylum |
| The clown asylum, an asylum for clowns |
| Will we ever laugh again? |
| I ask you, I ask you |
| Come over here, you, you, come over here! |
| Why don’t you tell me |
| How I’m supposed to turn this balloon into a giraffe? |
| Nurse fuckity-fuck |
| You take the pills to sleep! |
| You old wench |
| Don’t you, don’t you threaten my time |
| In the couryard with the young bunnies |
| The little rabbits and the daffodils |
| Oh, there’s Howard |
| Howard’s a human duck |
| Playing chess against himself |
| Whaddya have to day about that, Chubby? |
| You circus people can kiss my whole ass |
| I stay hidden from the world |
| In the clown asylum |
| In the clown, in the clown, in the clown asylum |
| We’re in the clown, we’re in the clown asylum |
| We’re in the clown, we’re in the clown asylum |
| We’re in the clown, we’re in the clown asylum |