Tell me, jokester, are you are proud
Of the shame you flaunt so loud?
Your lips may show the coolest smile
But I know if we just wait awhile
The shark-tooth grin will turn in fear
At all those eyes that taunt and jeer
Tell me, jokester, is it fun
To lose all your breath in one run?
Behind that confident stride of yours
Lies a thousand secrets through closed doors
Every sarcastic little word you speak
Bounces back in the form of "freak"
Tell me, jokester, how it goes
To live a life that no one knows?
All eyes on you-you love the crowd
I'm telling you to take a bow
The audience will tell you when you're done
And in the end, the show goes on