These Hands

These are the hands of a demented circus clown

outside I'm laughing but inside I'm really wearing a frown

I see you laughing at me

but baby in my dreams

it's quite a different scene



Chasing you through the night with my hands around your neck

funny how everything seems in technicolour, yet

I find I'm laughing at you

and you are turning blue

Ha ha ha ha ha

Ha ha ha ha ha

Ho ho ho