Klown rhyme Baba

Lyrics

Tears on your blackmail

Written to ransom

A point of the fingernail

Says that he`s handsome

Clowntime is over

Time to take cover

While others just

 talk and talk

Somebody`s watching where the others don`t walk

Clowntime is over

A voice in the shadows

Says that his men know

He don`t step back as expected

He`s otherwise and unprotected

Almost too good to be true

Who do you? why do you? what do you do?

While everybody`s hiding under covers

Who`s making lover`s lane safe again for lovers?

Almost too good to be true

Who do you? why do you? what do you do?

While everybody`s hiding under covers

Who`s making lover`s lane safe again for lovers? 

Out here in the fields

I fight for my meals

I get my back into my living.

I don't need to fight

To prove I'm right

I don't need to be forgiven.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don't cry

Don't raise your eye

It's only teenage wasteland

Sally, take my hand

We'll travel south cross land

Put out the fire

And don't look past my shoulder.

The exodus is here

The happy ones are near

Let's get together

Before we get much older.

Teenage wasteland

It's only teenage wasteland.

Teenage wasteland

Oh, yeah

Its only teenage wasteland

They're all wasted!

Who are you?

Who, who, who, who?

Who are you?

Who, who, who, who?

Who are you?

Who, who, who, who?

Who are you?

Who, who, who, who?

I woke up in a Soho doorway

A policeman knew my name

He said, you can go sleep at home tonight

If you can get up and walk away

I staggered back to the underground

And the breeze blew back my hair

I remember throwin' punches around

And preachin' from my chair

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

'Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

I took the tube back out of town

Back to the rollin' pin

I felt a little like a dying clown

With a streak of rin tin tin

I stretched back and I hiccupped

And looked back on my busy day

Eleven hours in the tin pan

God, there's got to be another way

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

Oh, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

Come on and tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

Oh, who the fuck are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

Who are you?

(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)

(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)

(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)

(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)

(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)

(Ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh wa, ooh)

Who are you?

Who, who, who, who?

Who are you?

Who, who, who, who?

Who are you?

Who, who, who, who?

Who are you?

Who, who, who, who?

I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

Ah, who the fuck are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

Who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)

Oh, tell me who are you? (Who are you? Ooh)

I really wanna know

Oh, I really wanna know

Come on, tell me who are you, you, you, ah you?

Lyrics

We'll be fighting in the streets

With our children at our feet

And the morals that they worship will be gone

And the men who spurred us on

Sit in judgement of all wrong

They decide and the shotgun sings the song

I'll tip my hat to the new Constitution

Take a bow for the new revolution

Smile and grin at the change all around

Pick up my guitar and play

Just like yesterday

Then I'll get on my knees and pray

We don't get fooled again

A change, it had to come

We knew it all along

We were liberated from the fold, that's all

And the world looks just the same

And history ain't changed

'Cause the banners, they all flown in the last war

I'll tip my hat to the new Constitution

Take a bow for the new revolution

Smile and grin at the change all around

Pick up my guitar and play

Just like yesterday

Then I'll get on my knees and pray

We don't get fooled again, no, no

I'll move myself and my family aside

If we happen to be left half-alive

I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky

For I know that the hypnotized never lie

Do you?

Yeah

There's nothing in the street

Looks any different to me

And the slogans are effaced, by-the-bye

And the parting on the left

Is now parting on the right

And the beards have all grown longer overnight

I'll tip my hat to the new Constitution

Take a bow for the new revolution

Smile and grin at the change all around

Pick up my guitar and play

Just like yesterday

Then I'll get on my knees and pray

We don't get fooled again

Don't get fooled again, no, no

Yeah

Meet the new boss

Same as the old boss