A smile is something special
A ribbon is something rare
So I'll be special and I'll be rare
With a smile and a ribbon in my hair
When I close my eyes and I dream of you
I see your pretty faces and I taste them too
But my, oh my, how I wish to cry
Every time we say goodbye!
Duck and cover, kiddos
Come on! Losers!
Bye-bye
What's the matter?
Do I have faith on my face?
All the tunnels are underground
None of the children will ever be found
Down with the clown, down with the clown
Down with the clown, down with the-
Clown!
Come on! Losers!
Bye-bye
(Duck and cover)
What's the matter?
Dance with the clown!