Come with me to the circus The head clown is center stage His one and only purpose Is to entertain and engage Nothing that he says or does Seems to insult or enrage He’s got their rapt attention As he pivots to assuage
What would a circus be Without its assorted clowns In full display to see As the spotlight makes its rounds Some have a lean and hungry look Others look overfed They’re all ready for a donnybrook Judging by the things they’ve said
They all would like to be Stars in their on right But we’re gonna have to see Who’s ready for the fight They’re all looking to break out On this very night Although who ever makes it Will find that shoe is tight
The lead clown always was The fastest on his feet And regardless of what he does He will not retreat His eye is on the prize While he looks to defeat All those on the rise Cuz victory is sweet