P.T. Barnum said it so long ago
There's one born every minute, don't you know
Some make us laugh, some make us cry
These klowns only gonna make you die
Everybody's running when the circus comes into their towns
Everybody's gunning for the likes of the killer klowns
From outer space
Killer klowns from outer space
The ring mast shouts, "Let the show begin"
Send in the klowns, let them do you in
See a rubber nose on a painted face
Bringing genocide to the human race
It's time to take a ride on a nightmare merry-go-round
You'll be dead on arrival from the likes of the killer klowns
From outer space
Killer klowns from outer space
There's cotton candy in their hands
Says the polka-dotted man with a stalk of jacaranda
They're all diabolical bozos
Oh, look around, what do you see
Tell me what's become of humanity
From California shores to New York Times Square
Barnum and Bailey everywhere
If you've ever wondered why the population's going down
Blame it on the plunder of the likes of the killer klowns
From outer space...
Killer klowns from outer space