The carnival is finely up in town
people crowd the streets awaiting mayhem,
the wicked clown are finely gath'ring'round
and I've been waiting so long to meet them,
around 7'O'Clock the clowns start the music
take your children, try to hide them at home,
whats about to be done will make you sick
just pray to your god, you wont be alone,
clowns dance all around
hatchets in their hands,
do not stand in their way
always stand down,
it is like they are in a killing trance,
no matter where you look
they're all around,
standing still in the dark
you try to hide,
as a wicked clown caught you
he says,"Good-bye"
