Funhouse Lyrics - Red House Painter

Funhouse
weight has fallen on m
like a part of the sk
and life's hell getting u
off the floo
raise the blin
and let the day shine i
out with this grey into ai
darkness tone
in our chinatown hom
view of rain cloud
from the windo
moving behind the pale of her fac
a thousand circus mirror
cannot move a frow
we are the real clown
and the sun rarely shine
our wa
and when it does