With a red hat on my head
I am a clown, always smiling
Behind that laughter, there are tears that no one knows of
Even though I smile at my miserable self
I am beautiful
Everyone with their black neckties
They can’t say anything

Everyone is dancing and laughing
But I don’t like that kind of laughter
During that time when one tries to find love as they have a drink
We forget the truth
I like the smiling clown better
I like the clown who knows sadness better

Everyone is dancing and laughing
But I don’t like that kind of laughter
During that time when one tries to find love as they have a drink
We forget the truth
I like the smiling clown better
I like the clown who knows sadness better

I like the smiling clown better
I like the clown who knows sadness better

I like the smiling clown better
I like the clown who knows sadness better

I like the smiling clown better
I like the clown who knows sadness better

I like the clown