Happy Clowns - Space, Tommy Scott, Ryan Clark

She would sell anything, even herself

Motorway services, she gets her fix

He’s a thief, steals from his family

Steals from his neighbours' terraced houses

All the MP3s and the exercise machines and the DVD players

That they take to Cash Converters, Cash Converters

Gone in an instant

Buys it from an ice-cream van

And when the smack hits

He could be anyone

On the other hand, there’s Jeremy

Likes to play Bagatelle with his terminally ill mother

Watches from the window in the end terraced house

Sees them at work where they try to sell him

Amplifiers and some cheap guitars, televisions

That they take to Cash Converters, Cash Converters

Gone in an instant

Puts them in the back of his blue van

And when the hammer blow hits

He could be anyone

He turns them into happy clowns

And plays with them until they rot

He prayed for forgiveness

But not for himself

Then he goes upstairs (then he goes upstairs)

With a cup of tea (with a cup of tea)

For his dying mother (for his dying mother)

And for a while he feels free (and for a while he feels free)

All the MP3s and the exercise machines and the DVD players

That they take to Cash Converters, Cash Converters

And all the amplifiers and the cheap guitars, televisions

That they take to Cash Converters, Cash Converters