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Tarik Nia

the funky poet

Tangerine Clown

There's a crazy place
In the funky part of town
Where they dance in the circle
Of the Tangerine Clown
They sing and dance
Til their rhythm brings a trance
Merrily they prance 
Around the tangerine clown
They whirl and twirl
Honey boys and candy girls
In their world within the curl
Around the tangerine clown
Fa la la, so la de da
Dance in the circle of the Tangerine Clown
Fa la la, so la de da
Dance in the circle of the Tangerine Clown
He's the sage on stage
At the circle in the square
And grooving to his rhythm
Is their only care
He rules their minds 
To truth they stay blind
Keeping time to the rhyme
Around the Tangerine Clown
But his painted smile's
But a frown seen upside down
In the round between the boundaries 
Of the Tangerine Clown
Fa la la, so la de da
Dance in the circle of the Tangerine Clown
Fa la la, so la de da
Dance in the circle of the Tangerine Clown
In the center ring 
He grows strong as they sing
So long as they swing
To and fro for their king
Joker of the round 
Bright red rubies in his crown
One by one they all fall down
Around the tangerine clown
As he feeds on their song
While they slave to his drum
One by one his dances die
Why two by two do new ones come?
Fa la la, so la de da
Dance in the circle of the Tangerine Clown
Fa la la, so la de da
Dance in the circle of the Tangerine Clown
  
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