There is a clown on your back, where you go There is a clown on your back, where you go And his brim my be white but he is old and dead inside There is a clown on your back, where you go
And you′re huming along, with a tune And you're huming along, with a tune Though it akes from your toes, til your hand as It goes You′re huming along with a tune Though it akes from your toes, til your hand as it goes Oh you're huming along with a tune
Going down to the bottom, of the sea Going down to the bottom, of the sea If you don't know how to swim, you′re going down with a stream Down to the bottom of the sea If you don′t know how to swim, you're going down with a stream Down to the bottom of the sea If you don′t know how to swim, you're going down with a stream Down to the bottom of the seaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
