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King of the Clowns Lyrics
[Intro]
(And when Rachel saw that she beared Jacob no children, Rachel envied her sister and said unto Jacob: "Give me children or else I die")
Fastoosh!
This is the end for you!
Submarine Man on the beat!
[Verse]
I slice baby nickel, into individual little pieces
Fastoosh Kaloosh, cut you into masterpieces
You are a clown, Fastoosh Kaloosh
Meet you at the end just like a caboose
I am Old Man Dad, lord of the feet
My foot has rolled up on you, go ahead, taste smeet
You are not like Footye, send you to compactor
You are not commander, you're an actor
We saw you with the circle in your hair like
Send you on your night to fall
[?] completely blind
We use your head as a soccer ball
You're eating feet with [?]
I put you in big, big trouble
Head on a stake
[?] poisonous snake, poisonous snake
[Chorus]
Fastoosh Kaloosh, king of the clowns
You are a king, going down
Slice your head, off of your neck
Then I go to SmellCheck
[?] Old Man Dad
You will never, ever be glad
I smell the feet, feet in the air
You send me to the colonies, I don't care
(And when Rachel saw that she beared Jacob no children, Rachel envied her sister and said unto Jacob: "Give me children or else I die")
Fastoosh!
This is the end for you!
Submarine Man on the beat!
[Verse]
I slice baby nickel, into individual little pieces
Fastoosh Kaloosh, cut you into masterpieces
You are a clown, Fastoosh Kaloosh
Meet you at the end just like a caboose
I am Old Man Dad, lord of the feet
My foot has rolled up on you, go ahead, taste smeet
You are not like Footye, send you to compactor
You are not commander, you're an actor
We saw you with the circle in your hair like
Send you on your night to fall
[?] completely blind
We use your head as a soccer ball
You're eating feet with [?]
I put you in big, big trouble
Head on a stake
[?] poisonous snake, poisonous snake
[Chorus]
Fastoosh Kaloosh, king of the clowns
You are a king, going down
Slice your head, off of your neck
Then I go to SmellCheck
[?] Old Man Dad
You will never, ever be glad
I smell the feet, feet in the air
You send me to the colonies, I don't care
Fastoosh Kaloosh, king of the clowns
You are a king, going down
Slice your head, off of your neck
Then I go to SmellCheck
[?] Old Man Dad
You will never, ever be glad
I smell the feet, feet in the air
You send me to the colonies, I don't care
Fastoosh Kaloosh, king of the clowns
You are a king, going down
Slice your head, off of your neck
Then I go to SmellCheck
[?] Old Man Dad
You will never, ever be glad
I smell the feet, feet in the air
You send me to the colonies, I don't care
You are a king, going down
Slice your head, off of your neck
Then I go to SmellCheck
[?] Old Man Dad
You will never, ever be glad
I smell the feet, feet in the air
You send me to the colonies, I don't care
Fastoosh Kaloosh, king of the clowns
You are a king, going down
Slice your head, off of your neck
Then I go to SmellCheck
[?] Old Man Dad
You will never, ever be glad
I smell the feet, feet in the air
You send me to the colonies, I don't care
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July 3, 2020
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