Good Riddance کے بول

And the clown treated us well Like we were prizes Like we were premium And the clown paraded us around So glad to know us So damned proud of us And the clown would feed us his food Cooked like a gourmet Cooked with affection And the clown gave us a good home It was a shelter It was asylum And the clown had something go wrong A mental shut down A synaptic revolt And the clown had no idea why Where were his ethics Where were his manners And the clown became a jag off Full of mad hatred Full of repugnance And the clown took back what he had given Destroyed our trusting Destroyed his own life And the clown drew into himself Stopped interacting Stopped even living And now the clown is gone from our lives Good riddance