AND ALL THE LITTLE SLEEPING MEN ARE RESTLESS IN THEIR SLEEP. ALL TROUBLED BY THEIR DREAMS OF WHAT COULD BE. AND EVEN IN THOSE DREAMS A THOUSAND PETTY SCHEMES ARE SLICING UP THEIR DIGNITY. THOSE CLOWNS WHO DANCE BEFORE THEIR EYES ARE CAREFULLY DISGUISED AS PEOPLE WHO ARE JUST LIKE YOU AND ME. YET NO OTHER MEN ON EARTH ARE ALLOWED TO DO THEIR WORST THEN WIPE THEIR DIRTY HANDS ON US.
SO SEND, SEND, SEND SEND OUT THE CLOWNS. WE’VE BEEN WATCHING TOO LONG, WE NEED SOMETHING TO FOCUS ON. SO PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE SEND OUT THE CLOWNS. WE NEED SOMEONE TO HELP US SEE, SOMETHING TO HELP US BREATHE, SOMETHING TO HELP US BREATHE, SOMETHING TO HELP US BREATHE.
SENSATION, ALL THIS INFORMATION STEALS OUR CONCENTRATION KEEPS US IN A STATE OF APATHY. AND EVEN WHILST WE SLEEP A THOUSAND GRINNING CREEPS ARE FEEDING OFF OUR ENERGIES. THOSE CLOWNS THAT DANCE BEFORE YOUR EYES ARE CAREFULLY DISGUISED AS PEOPLE WHO ARE JUST LIKE YOU AND ME. YET NO OTHER MEN ON EARTH ARE ALLOWED TO DO THEIR WORST THEN WIPE THEIR DIRTY HANDS ON US. THEY WIPE THEIR DIRTY HANDS ON US.
SEND, SEND, SEND SEND OUT THE CLOWNS. WE’VE BEEN WATCHING TOO LONG, WE NEED SOMETHING TO FOCUS ON. SO PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE SEND OUT THE CLOWNS. WE NEED SOMETHING TO HELP US SEE, SOMETHING TO FOCUS ON. SOMETHING TO HELP US BREATHE SOMETHING TO HELP US BREATHE