Mr. Clown is crying  He's weeping and a-wailing  Mr. Clown is crying  'Cause the things aren't so funny  So hard to express yourself today  So hard to make them understand what you say  But I'll never stop fighting this musical war  'Cause I want dem to know what I man lookin' for  I'll never stop fighting  'Couse I want dem to know...    Don't you know that life is not so long  That one day ya gonna lie down in a box  So better check your own direction  And don't ya don't ya make too much mistakes  Don't ya don't ya make too much mistakes  Mr. Clown ain't got no reason to laugh  He's smoking  But ganja's not enough  Mr. Clown is tryin' to get some fun  He's drinking  But this is not the solution  Mr. Clown is smoking  Mr. Clown is drinking...  Tell dem, tell dem, tell dem what you know  Tell dem, tell dem, tell dem what you saw...  The poor robbin' the poor  And the richman gettin' richer  Pressure drop, pressure drop, higher and higher,  Poor killing the poor  And who's gettin' di power?  Pressure drop, pressure drop, higher and higher  Pressure drop...  People get together,  For the best and the worst  We'll overcome dis struggle,  And never get it lost  Never get it lost...  Don't ya don't ya make too much mistakes...