Once upon a time in this city
I head about a crime it was witty
A young soul dressed to kill the nose round and red
He spooked the wrong valet and was later found dead
And behind the mask they found a fella
He'd lived all his life in a cellar
The daytime was dark and so was his kind of fun
He took on an outfit, got shot by a gun
You'll stab yourself from behind
help is nowhere to find, now your bones are let to rest
Clock's running out, let the clown hit the town
This has come to be your final jest
Once upon a time in this town
People were afraid of the clown
A buzzing chainsaw in the hand
Sometimes there was a knife
The nightmares are loose, so run for your life
You'll stab yourself from behind
help is nowhere to find, now your bones are let to rest
Clock's running out, let the clowns hit the town
This has come to be your final jest
You, will dig your own grave
I, will make you my slave
live, a life as a dead
Die, a gun to my head
The white is as grey as the black, train has gone of the track, no mercy for your soul
The die has been cast, your chances have passed
This was the tale of the troll
You'll stab yourself from behind
help is nowhere to find, now your bones are let to rest
Clock's running out, let the clowns hit the town
This has come to be your final jest