Текст песни Clowns (Benjy Davis Project) с переводом

Call up the band

Friday night we’ll be playing for a well-dressed man

He’s flying in from LA

If he likes what he hears, we’ll be moving our way

But that didn’t happen

Did a little dance and he left, left me standing by

I guess he came here looking for someone who could

Park the little car that he must drive

Chorus

Giving it up!

So tired of clowns, the circus is bound for the end of the road

Giving it up!

Get back in the van; let’s pick up the stands and the microphones

Giving it up!

Who needs a soul, when you can sell it to the devil for his weight in gold?

Giving it up!

You’ll never frown, paint a smile on your face, you’re just a clown

Walk back home

Didn’t make it through the door before the telephone rang

He’s talking a different tone

That demo must have been shaped like a boomerang

It flew back in, landed on the desk in the city where the pity is

His hair’s a little longer, his songs are getting stronger

Can we try to do this again?

Chorus

So much money and so much money

And now my train done jumped the track

I’ve been hit pretty hard many times in my life

But not as hard as I hit back

Chorus

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