Props For Ventriloquism

You don't know this song
 But I caught you trying to sing along
 Your mouth is moving but the words are all wrong
 False signifiers
 Like little liars
 (Send in the clowns)
 Send in the clowns
 Fucking numb from the neck down
 
 If you don't know now, chances are you never will
 Your pitcher's full, boy
 But your plants are wilting on the windowsill
 False signifiers
 Like little liars
 (Send in the clowns)
 Send in the clowns
 You're numb from the neck down
 You speak, and I wince
 But you've got everybody else convinced
 You've memorized and rehearsed your lines
 While I've forgotten most of mine
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 You know all the steps, but you've got no swing
 It's an "I know why the caged bird sings," type of thing
 You know all the steps, but you've got no swing
 It's an "I know why the caged bird sings," type of thing
 Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
 No swing
 Whoa-oh, whoa-oh