Text: Jack Johnson. Rodeo Clowns.

Sweepin the floors, open up the doors Yeah turn on the lights, getting ready for the night Nobody's romancing, 'cause its too early for dancing But here comes the music ... Bright lights flashing They cover up your lack of so many people So many problems So many reason to buy another round Drink it down Just another night on the town With the big man, money man, better then the other man He got the plan, with the million dollar give a damn What nobody understands Become a smaller man, the bright lights keep flashin, Women keep on dancing with the clowns, Yeah, yeah, yeah, They pick me up when I'm down, Yeah, yeah, The rodeo clowns Yeah, yeah, yeah, they pick me up when I'm down The disco ball And the shots of tequila, Man they say that they need ya What they really need, is just a little room to breath Teeny bopping disco queen She barely understands her dreams of belly button rings And other kinds of things Symbolic of change, but the thing that is strange Is that the changes occur And now she's just a part of the herd, yeah, yeah, yeah Man i thought that you heard Yeah, yeah The changes occurred Yeah, yeah, yeah, just a part of the herd Lights out, shut down, late night, wet ground You walk by look at him, but he can't look at you Yeah, you might feel pity, but he only feels the ground You understand moves, but he only knows let down By the corner, there's another one Reaching out a hand, coming from a broken man Well he tried to live, but he's done trying Not dead, but definitely dying With the rest of the clowns Yeah, yeah mmm mmm mmmm mmmm With the rest of the clowns Sweepin the floors, open up the doors, Yeah turn on the lights, getting ready for the night Nobody's romancing, 'cause its too early for dancing But here comes the music