Baby Loves Clowns (1995)

I don’t know why my baby loves clowns,
Whose painted on tears never fall down.
I don’t know what she sees in their eyes
Perhaps the line between horror/surprise

I don’t know why my baby can’t sing
Why carnival music isn’t her thing
It fills my head when I’m at the fair
Searching for clues in clowns everywhere

I don’t know why she screams at night
I hope it’s not why she holds me so tight
because I’m the type I’m weak for love
Carnival music I rise above.

Is it the pain or is it the tears?
For some carnival crime from yesteryears.
Maybe it’s you, maybe I’ll never know
Maybe it’s me, baby let go.

(chorus)

Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the kings horses and all the kings men
tried and they tried but she fell down again.

Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
She went to her shrink ended up at the mall
Humpty Dumpty wanted it all.

–Dennis Mantin

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