Clown Song

Hey there, funny face
Do you like my voice high?
Wouldn't you say it's perfect for
A clown to try?

I make flowers of out napkins, and
Dogs out of balloons
If you look, my dogs bark
And my flowers, they bloom

Don't let it bother you
I can handle a knife
I'm a man, I'm a man
I will survive

These riddles I tell
You won't find in a store
After that last one
Let's hang out some more

This riddle I tell
Is sure to pass you by
Guess who I am
Or your dollar is mine

I'm carried in pockets
I fly in the sky
Sane I am not
But things I can buy

Don't let it bother you
I can handle a knife
I'm a man, I'm a man
I will survive

These riddles I tell
You won't find in a store
After that last one
Let's hang out some more

'Cause you're a good guy
Here's riddle number two
For no money at all
This is what I like to do

With the crusts on my head
Standing still is a skill
So my flattery friends
Can get their fill

If I know a riddle
You must answer in truth:
If I need to sleep
Can I snooze under your roof

If I need to sleep
Can I snooze under your roof?