He was a red-nosèd clown, he had humungous shoes on
She was the elephant cleaner
He poured ice water down the back of her blouson
In the heart of the big top arena
He had a funny reputation, had a glint in his eye
Ne'er missed with a hosepipe, missed with a pie
They had one thing in common
Liked to clown around
She said, Roll up! Roll up!
The Circus is in town

Life in the daft lane
People run away to this?
Life in the daft lane

Are you with me so far?

Mad overacting, up for the chase
The frequent impacting of a pie in the face
They knew all the right slapstick
They told all the right jokes
They fell back into water
They got utterly soaked
There was custard all around 'em, custard in between
She pretended not to notice (she'd an elephant to clean)
On every evening until after dark
They would laugh at the crowd who'd laugh at them fark about an'

Life in the daft lane
People run away to this?
Life in the daft lane
Life in the daft lane
Everyone takes the piss...
Life in the daft lane

Building was burning, flames getting higher
Clowns come with straws
Try an' put out the fire
She said, "time *my* baby took a turn on the dirt
'Cause he could douse the whole thing in one itty-bitty squirt"
He said, "Leave your Elly, 'cause they gotta have the aid
Of a big-footed, face-painted clown-fire brigade
They were rushing round the big top
The elephant gave chase
It was hilarious, at such a manic pace
And it was

Life in the daft lane
Slapstick make you lose your mind
Life in the daft lane
Life in the daft lane
Elephants - all the time
Life in the daft lane

Life in the daft lane
Life in the daft lane