clowns_of_death jennifer I'm the one who preys upon the weakest And the weakest always preys upon the one who's underneath I'm the one who doesn't see the waves of human kindness or the tides that turn the day I'm the one who always turns and looks away Turns and looks away [chorus 1] Because after all, we are only boys Because after all, we are only boys Will be boys will be boys will be boys Will be boys will be boys will be boys will be boys Will be boys will be boys will be boys Will be boys will be boys will be boys Will be boys will be boys will be boys I'm the one treads upon the weaker ones Those that I can find And there'll always be some others who could march along in line, yeah March along in line And, we'll move upon the world in a massive tidal wave And we'll shout and make some noise, yeah Shout and make some noise [chorus 1] [chorus 2] The clowns of death are marching on their hideous parade Their glaring eyes are filled with hate, but I am not afraid Their painted faces cracked with age, their makeup old and worn With tattered wings and toothy grins to amplify their scorn They're looking for the helpless ones They're looking for the misbegotten They prey upon the weak and fractured The crippled and the freaks of nature And when the come upon one who's lost or is alone Their smiles get even bigger and their noses start to glow Making snarling sounds to pantomime with furious abandon And with a scream they pounce to kill and all the while they're laughing I'm the one treads upon the weaker ones Those that I can find And there'll always be some others who will march along in line And, we'll move upon the world in a massive tidal wave And we'll shout and make some noise, yeah Shout and make some noise [chorus 1] [chorus 2] Your sons and daughters, innocent, lay sleeping in their beds They'll catch them when you're not around and smash their little heads If you think it just a dream, or that it isn't fair Just look around outside your door, the clowns are everywhere (DE of OB) 000608 ... Bart Simpson can't sleep...clowns'll eat me!can't sleep...clowns'll eat me!can't sleep...clowns'll eat me!can't sleep...clowns'll eat me!can't sleep...clowns'll eat me!can't sleep...clowns'll eat me!can't sleep...clowns'll eat me!can't sleep...clowns'll eat me!can't sleep...clowns'll eat me!can't sleep...clowns'll eat me!can't sleep...clowns'll eat me!can't sleep...clowns'll eat me!can't sleep...clowns'll eat me!can't sleep...clowns'll eat me! 000608 ... jon As I breathe my last, they begin their laughing. As I cross over, their laughter continues to fill my mind like a roach motel with no vacancy, the excess spilling out and crawling over my quickly decaying carcass. 011208 ... nemo *ahh* 011209 ... lady lunchbox there's a big plastic ronald mcdonald on a bench in my mall. all the little naive children crawl on his lap while he ogles them and plots the way he'll grope their little behinds. he's a sick bastard pedophile clown. i wish they would take him off that bench. i don't discriminate... i hate all clowns. but he likes little boys, and that's just wrong. 020302 ... yummyC there is also a big plastic ronald mcdonald in walmart (at the mcdonalds part) in Kona, too. Only, a few of my friends (who dont know eachother) at separate times made out with him. no, I'm serious. two have pictures. the other one took pictures, but the place he went to wouldn't develop them... --it seems all the pictures with sexual content were taken out of the roll of film-- hmmmmmmm....... 020302 ... lycanthrope the scariest things about clowns are the expressions they have before and after shows when nobody is looking, but their makeup hasn't been taken off yet 020303 what's it to you? who go blather from