I'm Related To The Portrait Painter George

A Clown I Knew Who Was Retiring From Ringling Brothers Gave Me His Giant Shoes, And Somebody Else Made Me A Clown Suit.

Sure, I Could Of Done It Different... Put My Clown In A Closet And Dressed Up In Straight Clothing. I Could Of Compromised My Essence, And Swallowed My Soul.

There Are No Mistakes And It's Never Boring On The Edge Of Imagination, Which Is Only Pure Spirit Having A Bit Of Fun.

I Am In Total Ecstasy With Where My Life Is Now.

I Became A Clown When These Docs Came To The House In Berkeley And Asked Me To Come Cheer Up Kids. I'd Just Had My Third Spinal Fusion And I Was Looking For Something To Take My Mind Off The Pain I Was In.