I was given a gift the other day
A clown figurine that I kept on my
bed side table.
It has weird crazy eyes,is about 18cm
tall,a little blue hat,big black boots
and plays the saxophone.
I know it might sound strange,but this
clown is getting on my nerves.
As I lay in bed,I cant get to sleep
I feel the creepy clowns eyes upon me.
Creepy clown
You get me down
Go back to your circus
Creepy clown
You get me down
I feel your hands upon me.
Is it a dream?
You are only a figurine
You have come to life
and up to strife.
I feel your force surround me.
Creepy clown
You get me down
My room is as cold as ice
Creepy Clown
You get me down
Am I about to pay the price
A figurine that has come to life
who would have thought?
It is like a chapter from a Stephen
King book
With my eyes closed tight I take
another look
I couldn’t believe it,this creepy clown
who gets me down
Was all spit and fury.
Creepy Clown
You get me down
I feel your power overwhelm me
Creepy Clown
You get me down
I feel your hate surround me
Well this creepy clown,was doing the
worst thing you can imagine
He had his saxophone in his hands
And he was playing Justin Beiber
Over and over and over
I can think of nothing worse
It was like a curse
The music was making my mind alter
I took a step,started to falter
This has gone on long enough
I cant take this anymore
So I open my bedroom window
Pick up the creepy clown
and toss it right out
and it lands on the front lawn
It stands there looking back at me
Like a freaking creepy garden ghome
Go on clown,get back to your circus
Just stay out of my home
Have I unleashed a beast
in this creepy clown
I heard that it was forming a crew
with all the other figurines around
the world.
And get up to mischief and mayhem
I cant write no more,my eyes are sore
With all the pain and sorrow
So I will say good bye
I am happy now,cause I will have a
creepy clown free tomorrow