There's Mr.Chuckles, shrouded in banality.
Hiding behind his face paint, costume, balloons.
No one has ever learned about his fantasy.
You keep on laughing, but the jokes on you!

You, always part of the crowd, (Revenge)
Laughing at the clown that you have made of me.
You're not laughing so loud (Revenge) with a gun in your mouth.
You'd make a better pencil (Revenge) then just another bag of shit,
So I'll give you the lead. (Revenge)
Who's laughing?

He's the twisted red balloon animal, in the hands of who he hates.
He's the razor blade in the apple, because sometimes even balloons go "Bang!"

He wishes he could murder with impunity.
Too long to wait for cancer, old age, disease.
Blow out the candles with another hollow scream.
You're party's over, but his has just begun!

You, always part of the crowd, (Revenge)
Laughing at the clown that you have made of me.
You're not laughing so loud (Revenge) with a gun in your mouth.
You'd make a better pencil (Revenge) then just another bag of shit,
So I'll give you the lead. (Revenge)
Who's laughing?

He's the twisted red balloon animal, in the hands of who he hates.
He's the razor blade in the apple, because sometimes even balloons will go "Bang!"

Revenge.
Revenge.

Couldn't ever lie. Would you ever lie to me? Revenge has found another piece of me.
Couldn't ever lie. Would you ever lie to me? Revenge has found another piece of me.
Couldn't ever lie. Would you ever lie to me? Revenge has found another piece of me.
Couldn't ever lie. Would you ever lie to me? Revenge has found another piece of me.

He's the twisted red balloon animal, in the hands of who he hates.
He's the razor blade in the apple, because sometimes even balloons go "bang!"

Crows of a feather murder together.
Crows of a feather murder together.
Crows of a feather murder together.
Crows of a feather murder together.
Crows of a feather murder together.
Crows of a feather...

Revenge.