Though It Aches

There is a clown on your back, where you go
 There is a clown on your back, where you go
 And his brim my be white but he is old and dead inside
 There is a clown on your back, where you go
 And you're huming along, with a tune
 And you're huming along, with a tune
 Though it akes from your toes, til your hand as
 it goes
 you're huming along with a tune
 Though it akes from your toes, til your hand as it goes
 oh you're huming along with a tune
 Going down to the bottom, of the sea
 Going down to the bottom, of the sea
 If you don't know how to swim, you're going down with a stream
 down to the bottom of the sea
 If you don't know how to swim, you're going down with a stream
 down to the bottom of the sea
 If you don't know how to swim, you're going down with a stream
 down to the bottom of the sea