now that the show is over
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and the people have all gone
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I face the final curtain
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it's just the same old song
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I make 'em laugh - I make 'em cry
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dream on loud until I die alone
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with a heart of stone?
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I'm pushing every fader
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for tenderness and fame
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another masquerader
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and noone left to blame
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the tears inside - the burning rains
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I have to hide - my smile remains
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as long as walls come tumbling down
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the world always needs a clown
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I know the world keeps spinning round
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and round and round again
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I catch the flames of yesterday
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and I do the best I can
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well, I'm the entertainer
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a poet in the ring
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some call me a joker
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and some like to hear me sing
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the world always needs a clown
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The Clown
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| Rough Silk |
