You Live at Home With Your Mom
by Too Much Joy, off the album _Son_of_Sam_I_Am_
When I was a kid my dad had pictures of these clowns
He hung them on my wall and wouldn't let me take them down
I didn't understand then and I still can't figure out
What those goddamn clowns were so sad about
A clown was my boss at every job I ever had
Clowns run all the record companies that ever said we're bad
A clown pretended to be a girl who pretended to be my friend
Ths world is run by clowns who can't wait for it to end
I have yet to meet a kid not scared to death of clowns
They can't wa
Still Here
You hold tight to your tomorrow
Cuz there's no one here except yourself
I did not come to beg or borrow
Were you expecting someone else
And I will be there to soften your fall
And I will be there for the good of it all
I will not let you feel you've wasted all your time
And every day we have is one more day that you'll be mine
If my life is a flight and a crash in the sea
I'm still here but I can not speak the words
They say the rain will always follow
When you're lost inside yourself
The truth is not so easily swallowed
When you left me for someone else
And I will be there to soften your fall
And I will be there in the thick of it all
I will not let you feel you've wasted all your time
And every day we had was one more day that you were mine
If my life is a flight and a crash in the sea
I'm still here
Born with a heart defect
I am a father's son
One day I will be here
The next day I'll be gone
So could I steal a moment of your time
A dreamer's eyes are always open wide
I will not let you feel you've wasted all your time
And every day we have is one more day that you'll be mine
If my life is a flight and a crash in the sea
I'm still here
I'm still here