Clowny Clown Clown

I was walking on the ground
I didn't make a sound
Then, I turned around
And I saw a clown
Had a frown
Stood on a mound
Started barking like a hound

Clowny clown clown

When I came to what I found
He showed me something that was brown
So we became great friends and
Late in life, he got sick...

I gave him some soup, but he got
Worse and asked for its purse
It got it, but it was empty
So it cried a plenty
I wondered what to do

I didn't know what to think
So I got a drink

And then I showed it
Something that was round
And it died, smiled
And fell on the ground

Clowny clown clown

Thinking back about those days with the clown
I get teary-eyed and really snide
I think that deep down
I hated that clown
But not as much as Mr. Farr
I'm going to go smoke a cigar

Clowny clown clown

I was walking on the ground
I didn't make a sound
And then I turned around
I saw a clown

Clown
Clowny clown clown

I hate you clown
Your ugly frown
Smiley lips
Think I'll clip you across the nose, clown

Want a cigar?
It'll get you real far
Like Mr. Farr, get it?
Mr. Farr?

Clown
Clown
(coughs) see what a cigar'll do?
Clown
Ugly clown