Three for Flinching (Revenge of the Porno Clowns)

You laugh,

Stop laughing

I lack in self-esteem

Too little, too late

No one will find us here

Pointed fingers at painted faces

Don't think twice,

Just point and shriek

I bleed under makeup

While entertaining the fool

You laugh,

Stop laughing - you stop, stop laughing,

I sleep in you - now death hunts,

I'm the monster in your closet,

When there is no front door

Oh, how that sounds so sweet;

The bat to dumb cranium

Angry shadows caress corners

Come out to play - we'll kiss the floor

So soft to the touch, it makes the world frantic,

Come out to play - stop laughing,

Stop laughing, stop laughing, stop laughing...