What happened to perfect Nobody deserves this It wasn't on purpose But it hurts like it was I can see it in your eyes as I am stumbling home Remember when I used to make you laugh And every joke was better than the last Tell me how to bring you back to

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, Bird fly high by the light of the moon, Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman Standing on the waters casting your bread While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing Distant ships sailing into the mist, You were born

I'm a nut I'm a nut I'm an acorn, small and round Lying on the cold, cold ground That is why I'm cracked you see I'm so nutty, I don't know Why the squirrels love me so I'm descended from an oak Nuts to you, and that's no joke People always step on me.

Where will you go When this day is over A gambler's purse Lays on the road Straight to your door Snakes have gone crazy tonight Winding their way out of sight A laugh, a joke A sentiment wasted

I'm holdin', cock back nigga move slow You notice, niggaz snitchin' for the po po The moment, squeeze the trigga of the fo fo I'm frozen, neck, wrist, fingers no joke Go get your ratchet, my homie, we not havin' that Get 'em in the club when that shit

You're a joke! You're a sick, sick joke! I'll never live like you! You started a war, now! Will you ever wrap your head around this Sin does not define us Sin will never control us Pick it up! Pick it up, yeah! Oh! This is not the way life is supposed to

Batman, Batman, Batman We need to settle the scores Jokers they still want a war Why you look flyer than hell? Don't think the album will sell But this shit might fly off the shelf So fly that you mad at yourself You the one who got the juice City crying

This is where I want to be Here with you so close to me Until the final flicker of life's ember I who was lost and lonely Believing life was only A bitter tragic joke Have found with you The meaning of existence

All you’ll ever be is a fading memory of a bully Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely Push them to the dirt till the words don’t hurt can you hear me No one’s gonna cry on the very day you die you’re a bully We don’t have to take this

1985, I arrived 33 years, damn, I'm grateful I survived We wasn't s'posed to get past 25 Jokes on you motherfucker, we alive All these niggas popping now is young Everybody say the music that they make is dumb I remember I was 18 Money, pussy, parties, I