clowntime is over

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?