blinded by the sun, it wasn't built for fun 
i woke up in the street; gutter bleeding seeing everything still coming along
i think i came last night, or i got into a fight 
but something just went right 

yeah it's just a clown-nosed waltz 
showing its ugly face again 
you're just a clown-nosed waltz 
cooking my eggs on your pavement 

so i force my body up, and i puke out all my guts 
i haven't got enough; i'm going hunting, searching any kind of chemical fun 
i've got something in my blood, oh it hurts more than it should 
i'd hate to fall in love cause i wanna need to gotta be stuck inside your 

clown-nosed waltz 
showing your ugly face again 
you're just a clown-nosed waltz 
cooking my eggs on your pavement 
you're just a clown-nosed waltz 
showing your ugly face again 
you're just a clown-nosed waltz 
cooking my eggs on your pavement