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The Guise Of Comedy

Under the guise I can seltzer your face
Insult your race, put you down in disgrace
Under the I can poke in your eyes
Justify cries and attack you with pies
The lonely banana peel waits for victims to topple them over and
Under the guise I can never grow old
Fit in the mold, never do what I'm told
Under the guise I can sing out of tune
Spit-take and bow and then laugh like a loon
The tiny clown running toward you will scar you for life and he'll give you balloons
Comedy comedy, you wear it so well
Sometimes it's so tight I can see your head swell
But when the fit's right this hysterical sight can brighten the darkest of nights
When things go haywire tramps and buffoons scale the heights
City lights don't always shine so bright in these modern times
Riddled with fright
If I drop my pants right now will it make you smile?
Will hilarity ensue?
Will you laugh and whoop, or will you think that I'm vile
Comedy comedy, you wear it so well
Sometimes it's so tight I can see your head swell
But when the fit's right you will surely surmise
The prize is the gift of the guise
The gift of the guise is the prize
The prize is the gift of the guise