Isn't it rich are we a pair

Me here at last on the ground

You in mid-air

Send in the clowns

Isn't it bliss don't you approve

One who keeps tearing around

One who can't move

But where are the clowns

Send in the clowns

Just when I stopped openning door

Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours

****** my entrance again

With my usual flair

Sure of my lines

No one is there

Isn't it rich isn't it queer

Losing my timing this lat is my career

But where are the clowns

Send in the clowns

Told mather claer