The Clown Songtext
von Rasha Nahas

The clown could not make you laugh no more
And the priest could not make you pray
The joker hides in your deck, he comes
With a dance, invites you to play
The lovers hide in the cave, practicing love

Oh, love
The past climbs up the hill screaming
Your name and all that you′ve done
Entertainers, they all weep so bad backstage
And give you the show of your life
And the audience, my dear, is thirsty consumes
All the Arab milk and the orange Jews

This is a song for all of you to cry on
This is a song for all of you to cry on-owo-owo-owoo

The war, yes ladies and gentlemen and everybody else, the war
The war climbs up my chest
"Take me with you!"
She whispers so gently, so sexy, so violently quiet sometimes


The preachers' tongues are broke I heard
They left me waiting for years
My eyes could not see them no more
And the nation is blind
"Such one of a kind you are," she said
Don′t confuse the mirage with the black hole you see
The walls are bending and melting from heat-t-t-t-t

This is a song for all of you to cry on
This is a song for all of you to cry on-owo-owo-owoo

The mother
You see yourself in her eyes
Do you know who you are really?
Do you know where to go?
Do you know why aren't you there?
So tenderly warm and safe and numb in your nest

Oh, raven please! Spread your wings
Go be all ugly wherever you go
Oh, bluebird look how you fly so high
Could you please bring some clouds down here
I'll play with them nicely
I won′t make them rain
I know that you know that the art people
Tend to be slightly depressed

This is a song for all of you to cry on
This is a song for all of you to cry on-owo-owo-owoo


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