Tomorrow's Modern Boxes
Another clown jumps off the ladder/A shallow pool but it doesn’t matter/The way it goes, the way it goes/Is falling through barriers and hedgerows
A hollow man, hollow hand puppet/Where’s the applause when you need it?
Appease them by somersaults and backflips/Oh how I wish that things would be different/A mother lode, a mother lode/A hollow man, hollow hand puppet/I’m a clown, you don’t want to know me/The knife behind the curtain/Your truth is ordinary
You can’t see your way out of this one/He makes a joke but nobody listens/At least he does not know it/takes the last of all his courage
Press the button for a free ticket/Here he goes, hits the ground running