There's this place, the Neon Clown,
perched at the top of Neon Clown Avenue,
in the center of this old town;
the center of our hometown.
And it sounds funny, but I know,
'cause you're the one who can't say "no,"
you'll see a familiar face,
and you won't come out of that place
again.
Tonight, checking into the Neon Clown,
at the top of Neon Clown Avenue,
to catch up with an old friend
from the heart of our hometown.
Millions of people stuck in that place,
all staying alive just to save face,
see the bar staff, walls, and weirdos,
and grab one last drink for the road,
but when you're the puppet master
holding worlds on strings,
and you see a familiar face
in a most peculiar place,
you are the puppet master,
you hold worlds on strings;
you've just seen a familiar face
in the most surprising place.
Hey there,
old friend,
I've come
to retire you.
There's this place, the Neon Clown,
perched at the top of Neon Clown Avenue,
in the center of an old town;
the center of our hometown.
5 NYC antifolk luminaries, and 1 Cannonball, all did a couple live recordings for William Blake's birthday in 2014. I got a concussion jumping off a chair during my first song. It was tons of fun. Cannonball Statman
Live EP recorded in Berlin during my 2017-'19 world tour, a few hours after Cannonball (the Labrador retriever I was named after) passed on to the next dream. Cannonball Statman