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 Its quite a different scene Chasing you through the night with my hands around your neck Funny how everything seems to make me colliette 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 Stop laughing --- These Hands - The Damned