Strofa:|Preparing my make up |And searching for my lipstick|The same used by trans sexual |Does it make me good?|Do you like my shoes? |Three sizes bigger than my feet|Which color for my Papillion|I think I'll use again the dark one||Inciso:|Damn! I laugh in a mechanical way |Come on and crash me down|I'm still your Anghell Clown|Damn! I joke in a psychotical way|Come on and crash me down |I'm still your Anghell Clown| |Strofa:|Facing my deep lost fears|I paint my false red smile|In the middle of my white face|Do the children love it?|Sad and bored hugs |or black rolling flowers|Growing up from my soul |Just for your own joy||Ponte:|Would you see me when the show is gone?|When I walk alone away from all|If I could entertain you tonight|I'd show you how I'm f*cking damned!||Inciso:|Damn! I laugh in a mechanical way |Come on and crash me down|I'm still your Anghell Clown|Damn! I joke in a psychotical way|Come on and crash me down |I'm still your Anghell Clown||Special:|You know I have no kind of friendship |Few desires lost inside a black pick|Behind this red nose, behind this mask|There's just a man, show must go on!||Ponte:|Would you see me when the show is gone?|When I walk alone away from all|If I could entertain you tonight|I'd show you how I'm f*cking||Inciso:|Damn! I laugh in a mechanical way |Come on and crash me down|I'm still your Anghell Clown|Damn! I joke in a psychotical way|Come on and crash me down |I'm still your Anghell Clown|Damn! I laugh in a mechanical way |Come on and crash me down|I'm still your Anghell Clown|Damn! I joke in a psychotical way|Come on and crash me down |I'm still your Anghell Clown|