Your memories were numbed by the new situation
You swear you saw a kindly face, not unlike your own
That picture blinded by the lights, the fanfare plays
Enter the gladiators
Where was that hidden genesis chapter?
You were the amusement for Adam
Moulded from the image of the clown
Dance boy dance, sing for your supper
Fulfil your role, ****** upon your damaged soul
You swear you recall being wrapped up warm
Arms engulf your childlike frame, where have they gone?
Now dropped before the flashing lights...
Camera... Action!
You're a caricature of the "superiors"
Aping the actions so beyond the dumb jester
Smile on cue when they glare at you
Electricity jolts your arms in motion
Smoke the cigarette, spill your drink
We laugh at you, we want to touch you
So cute, so funny, so real
What are you? Bust just a clown
Created from god's sick humour, man's new toy
Spend your childhood dancing till the lights go down
From the limelight to the concrete
From stage and screen and the attention it brings
To the wasteland of iron, rust and rot
Too old to melt our fickle hearts
Adam's bled you of your use, he's had his fill
Reassured that he still holds dominion