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- Composer:
- Danny Elfman
 
- Tags:
- boingo
- duchess
- farewell
- oingo
- rock ska
 
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Oingo Boingo - Clowns Of Death lyrics
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
 And the tides that turn the day
 I'm the one who always
 Turns and looks away
 Turns and looks away
 Because after all, we are only boys
 Because after all, we are only boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll 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
 Because after all, we are only boys
 Because after all, we are only boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
 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 wornOingo Boingo - Clowns Of Death - http://motolyrics.com/oingo-boingo/clowns-of-death-lyrics.html
 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
 Because after all, we are only boys
 Because after all, we are only boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
 We'll be boys, we'll be boys, we'll be boys
 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
 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













