this theatre is so run down the grabbing hands oh the people of this town my costume is on and the scenery shines they all wait for me to say my lines countless in numbers are the laughter and tears the emotions so differ of he who hears i laugh in fear as i cross the stage my whole life's been used just to reach this age and now i'm stepping in to begin again and i start to cry will this ever end i dance and i dance and i sing and i sing i hope my conscience won't let me keep this masquerade going i finish my part and the lights go down and once again i'm just a clown