John Wesley Harding - Cathy's New Clown Lyrics
Sometimes when you get mysticI have to leave the roomAnother accident statisticWhile the big bass drum goes boomTheres an apocalypse now on station roadIf theres a nuclear winter, at least itll snowYour talk turns all of me upside downYou turned up my ticket at the lost and foundAnd all I got was the current crown worn byCathys new clownOur enemies are at the borderWe couldnt go back too soonBe a nice girl and dont take ordersThats what theyre saying in the back roomYou got a big black box that I cant get a look inAnd I wanna look at you but I dont get a look inIm like a talking head with the sound turned downOr pavlovs dog when he wasnt aroundIm just a little bit lost so Im heading downtown to beCathys new clownOne upon a timeI didnt know youThats the way the story goesBut how I wish, how I wish youd let me show youThat I love the lines but hate the clothesThats the way it goesTurn the speakers up to ten nowListen to what he has to sayWatch out theres a body talking body-talkA big mouth just gets in the way, heyWhen Im with you, theres something to itYou know the old lie and you can see through itBut now Im alone and Im homeward boundCover my tracks up and cover new groundPut down the purse cos Im buying this roundIm putting pepper down for the pack of bloodhoundsAnd all I need is a single sound, Ill beCathys new clownHere he comes.....
