Clowwns's lyrics & chords

Everybody loves a Clowwn. Especially when they're slashing your face with razor-sharp guitars and then dragging you relentlessly down some post-punk, seedy glam back alley for a syncopated kicking and a venomous discourse on the myths of masculinity in the modern world. With Andrew Claridge on squealing six-string, Etienne Rodes on the fat four, Damo Waters keeping the rumbling beat and Miles Heathfield holding forth on the death of religion and the nature of evil, Clowwns conjure cracked-mirror visions of Dylan Thomas in his drunken disco peri...read more