Lose your mind and lose your personality
Step inside and see how foolish things can be
To trade a crown for a hat with tiny bells
Is far too much to ask for living in a cell Put on your motley suit and play their song with your lute
So you won't be condemned Year after year The day draws near During that wait My rage and hate
Captured by the law these poor apprentices
A misuse of force with evil mentors
Can't say, no way, please don't take my precious away
It's too big a price to pay Year after year The day draws near - it's only the clowns that are to change.
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