As I try to **** this jester
It is one thing that refuses to go
One thing that will always fester
Something that cannot be thrown

The only thing that can stop it
Is the man upstairs
But now we can only throw fits
We can sit in our chairs

but nothing will ever change
no matter what we create
The jester always takes his change
The heartbreak, the letdowns, and the turns

He heals them all
But with a cost
He could make you fail
He could have you tossed out

But the jester calls
I may laugh
But too laugh at him is your fall
We are all just a calf waiting