Sweeping the floors, open up the doors
Here turn on the lights,
getting ready for the night
Nobody's romantic cause it's too early for dancing
But here comes the music
Bright lights flashing,
the cover up,
they're lacking
So many people,
so many problems,
so many reasons to buy another round
Look at down, it's another night on the town
With the big man,
one man,
better than the other man
He got the plan,
with the million dollar,
give a damn
When nobody in the stand, become a smaller man
And the bad lights keep flashing,
we won't keep on dancing
With the clowns,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah Pick me up when I'm down,
yeah,
yeah
The rodeo clowns,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah Pick me up when I'm down
The disco ball's spinning,
all the music and the women
And the shots of tequila,
men will say that they need you
What they really need,
is just a little room to breathe
Teeny popping disco queens,
you barely understand
So dreams of belly button rings and other kind of things
Symbolic of change,
but the thing that is strange is that the changes occur
And now she's just a part of the herd,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah Man,
I thought that you heard,
yeah,
yeah
Changes occurred,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah She's just a part of the herd
Lights out,
shut down,
late night,
wet ground You up,
I look at you,
no,
you can't look at you,
yeah
You might feel pitied,
but he only feels the ground You understand moves,
but he only knows let down
By the corner,
there's another one Reaching out a hand,
coming from a broken man
You try to live,
but he's done trying Not dead,
but definitely dying
With the rest of the clowns,
yeah,
yeah With the rest of the clowns
Sweeping the floors,
open up the doors And turning the lights,
getting ready for the night
Nobody's room,
it's a closet,
too early for dancing But here comes the music