Freaks and Clowns

Watch as I turn from a man into a hopeless, savage beast
Ladies and Gentlemen, step right up!
Put your money at my feet
I'm a magician, I'll say it's real
I got nothing up my, nothing up my sleeve
I hope they never find me out
I'm just a faker and a cheat

I don't know how I got into this place
But I must get out before I lose my face
And the freaks and clowns
They got their bag of tricks
And then they're down, they're out, just like a little itch

My money is on the kid with nothing but an empty cardboard box. He wants to fill it with some pretty sounds and colors of his choice
He keeps a knowing eye on everyone
He knows they're just a hoax
Cuz they tell him all at once
"You got to find the way
You got to find the way."

I don't know how I opened up my throat
But I did somehow
And it all came spilling out
And the critics, the clowns
They try to shut me up
But I won't come down
I'm happiest when I sing out loud

I'd like to make a promise to all my past and future selves
I am, I was, and will be an outcast from the caves where silence dwells