The Clown and the Chimney Sweep Lyrics

The clown and chimney sweep sift through the wreckage of planes that crashed in the valley forest

Few cans of tuna and a bottle of bourbon, at least the coffee will have flavor this morning

Tambourines from a traveling circus, thump in the North near the cattle grazing

The clown says "without my act I'm worthless and to tell the truth I've never been to New York"

The ringmaster pours moonshine for the clown

Beastmaster smokes, chastises the chimney sweep, riled the hounds

Whistling shrill and off-key, the psychic's player piano and the tightrope walker sing

Contract says "we'll only get you to Jersey"

Ruby red in bowtie chugs, corn liquor and peppermint schnapps

There's clementines and tangerines, smelling salts and guillotines

With trap doors for us clowns to disappear, slippery and cleaving

Circus tents or opera halls makeup drips when the lights go on

The bleachers littered with kettle corn, handkerchiefs and troubadours

Returning home to play their theremin in the evening to empty city streets

Got a lot of what it takes to get along

Got a lot of what it takes to get along

Got a lot of what it takes