Worthless Without Choreographed Comedy Acts That End With Dead Clowns
Misery, I'm half dead and going nowhere so you ain't got
nothing on me
so from time to time I get way outta line!
someone call this man a cab, ma'am we found your son the
unfortunate one
but I'm afraid he's no longer intact
as I watched you sail away on a riverboat fantasy
well as the ship moved through the waves I saw you smile
and wave back me
there are thieves, in the wind, in the trees
there are thieves
dance with dance with me
so baby lets break this down
get crazy right here right now
don't worry about the stares
just do what you care
and between guitars and the drums and the parts we dance
to the breaks and
the beats
and we'll role with the hills and we'll never stand still
till we break the
floor with our feet
so steady it now here comes the loud
just dance
throwback
oh God I think got it now
bounce
