Artist：elvis costello Songs Title：clown strike Shell fix you with an iron cross And cover you up with petals And hang you up with some amber beads And four or five precious metals And in that black flamingo chair Youll sit among her trophies And pray

Artist：elvis costello Songs Title：clown strike Shell fix you with an iron cross And cover you up with petals And hang you up with some amber beads And four or five precious metals And in that black flamingo chair Youll sit among her trophies And pray to be abandoned Till you dont know what hope is But theres one thing that I had to keep inside Because I was shaking Why dont you get some pride There was a clown strike And the clowns threw down their tools But you dont have to play so hard And Im nobodys fool You dont have to go so far Cause i love you as you are The big top is deserted now And the circus girl rehearses She knows how to turn their heads And not fall between two horses But all that seems a simple step If only I were able To love you like I want to do And not by some times table And its pandemonium For the humble and the mighty You dont have to tumble for me Even a clown knows when to strike Tell me what you want of me Or are you terrified of failure? You put on a superstitious face Behind all this paraphernalia Were not living in a masquerade Where you only have three wishes It isnt easy to see In a lifetime of mistaken kisses In this pandemonium For the humble and the mighty You dont have to tumble for me Even a clown knows when to strike