Shame on Me

Lyrics for Shame on Me

It's a shame, you know it's a shame Here I am looking down Stuck inside a frozen frown when I could have been a clown It's a shame, you know it's a shame I'm all alone in a lonely crowd Me and my dick just hanging out when I could have been a clown It's a shame So now you know my little secret I think I could have done it, I really think I could've but I wouldn't have been one of those happy clowns, I hate happy clowns, I'd be a sad clown, a droopy clown, a clown with class Okay, I know, I blew it, I'll never make it as a clown but hey, I can still give you a little treat, I'm gonna tell you my clown name Okay are you ready? Taa taa, presenting the great Tweedles Huh, cool, huh? You see when I was a kid my brother and me we called them our tweedles, our dicks that is, we called them our tweedles So, the great Tweedles and Okay, now here's a little sample of Tweedles's act Alright, so, all eyes are on the center ring, he stands alone in a spotlight and he sings Funnier than legless lepers singing "Born to Lose" Funnier than Jesus crucified in high heel shoes Funnier than Adolph Hitler butt fucked by baboons Funnier than obese babies popping like balloons Funnier than masturbating midget residue Funnier than the pope's penis being barbequed is the goofy sense of humor that you never lose Even though your drunken daddy loved you like a bruise on your big toe and on your ear lobe... Is ear lobe funny? Your spleen and your gizzard and your butt, lots of bruises on your butt and bruises on your nose and your forehead and your knee and your pinkie finger He said he wished his kisses could erase the traces of childhood Elevating his manhood hour after hour But he realized too late that the finger of his fate led him to a life that wasted hour after hour Life is just an open door And nothing seems to matter more than someone worth waiting for hour after hour Casanova's frowning when no one is around him The clown in Casanova is crying