Dirty Night Clowns
Garneau, Chris
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Pick me up, hose me down I'm sorry, boys, about the dirty night clowns Earth does break the things that we make Like model planes, and cuppy cakes I can't clear the leaves from here They're too far under the brush this year I can't clear the leaves from here They're too far under the brush this year Let them be buried, buried alive In their suits, in their ties Trees to shade the moves that they made In their suits, in their ties Let them be buried, buried alive In their suits, in their ties You're safe here, now you're in the clear Now we'll eat soup and apple pies I can't clear the leaves from here They're too far under the brush this year I can't clear the leaves from here They're too far under the brush this year I will never be dirt-free Up the stairs come find me, Come sneak up behind me I'll be sleeping soundly Like a baby (La da da da da da da dum da da da da dum) x2 I can't clear the leaves from here They're too far under the brush this year. Read more: Chris Garneau - Dirty Night Clowns Lyrics | MetroLyrics
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