The Clown کے بول

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