Lyrics

Laughter in the hall of mirrors
Weeping at the backstage door
Take your pick 'cause I've had mine
I'm sick and tired and bored

See the laughing man, cynic's mask in hand

Bend straight paths by careless force
Pollute love's river at the source
Hope is a joke, I play the clown
I'm gonna shoot up the whole downtown

Talk about love, where is it?
Show me real life, I wanna kiss it

I see you laugh, laughing man
See him laugh, look at him now