Tom Buffalo Latest Monkey
The newest clown He cries an old type of tears Watch them fall There they lie Crispy, ancient and they leak Formaldahyde Going Going I'm gone Go away Going His tears they sit Crusty, rusted in a box Inside a drawer Grandpa's news Fragile words are yellowed through Forever more Going Going I'm gone Go away Going Sadder than sad And she's feeling bad The monkey's the one who laughs last Hold me down Cut me loose when Nighttime falls And lifts away I'm a ball Bouncing off of a brick wall Into the day Going Going I'm gone Go away Going Gone I am gone I am gone Go away Going © 1993 Scrawny Music, BMI