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In a field off the highway upon the ground Broken forgotten a naked clown Left from the show the night before Lost by the ones he once adored Into the streets of endless crowds The show must go on, for those who're around He dances and plays, but nobody cheers A clown on the streets, is not wanted here Welcome to the city Cold and stone, this cement circus In between the buildings He's small and frail and far from fitting . . . Lines thick with people won't look at him Then some that take pity throw quarters at him He's scared and alone, he thinks of his home Their hearts must be broke, they'll find him he knows Welcome to the city Cold and stone, this cement circus In between the buildings He's small and frail and far from fitting in but on the fair grounds spotlights shine, crowds applauding tightrope strung, the trapeze swinging a missing clown, but the show must go on From Letras Mania