Oh my—what’s a sober clown to do
Someone needs to laugh but he’s all out of *****
Oh my—what’s a blind man to do
He opens his eyes to find he’s deaf, dumb, and mute
Oh my God, I don’t say in vain
I would if I could, I don’t even know His name

If just one bug knew how all the flowers bloom
He’d hang himself inside his own cocoon