Dirty Night Clowns

                                  Pick me up and hose me down

I'm sorry boys about the dirty night clowns

The Earth does bright, the things that we make

Like a model planes and gooey 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 moons(?) 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

Hold me, hold me

Like a baby



(La da da da da da da dumb

Da da da da dum)

X2



I can't clear the leaves from here

They're too far under the brush this year