[Verse 1] He tripped over a map and called it war Said “they were ours” — no one asked before Kicked in the door with a bottle of fear Said “NATO made me do it,” then chugged a tear [Chorus – Chanty, sarcastic, big crowd vibe] Clown shoes and missiles Marching to the beat of lies Screaming "denazify" While bombing kindergartens dry Clown shoes and missiles Red nose, dead eyes, big hat They say it's peace While they sit on a tank and laugh [Verse 2] He points at maps he drew in crayon Says, "This was ours since Babylon!" Blames the gays, the West, the moon Then nukes a mall at half past noon [Bridge – Spoken like news report] “Russia denies involvement.” “Russia was provoked.” “Russia is liberating these burned-out ghosts.” Also Russia: “Oops, we bombed a hospital — again!” “Totally legal. Very moral. Much wow.” [Chorus – Repeat, even bigger, with sarcastic call-backs] Clown shoes and missiles Parade of tanks and yes-men grins Throwing truth into a ditch Calling it a “Russian win” Clown shoes and missiles Their logic’s built on vodka fumes It’s not an army It’s a circus With very real costume fumes [Outro – Acoustic clown music vibe, soft piano + kazoo] They came for peace But brought a cage And wonder why The world feels rage So honk the horn And wave the flag It’s not a country It’s a red-tagged gag
