The great Joker has come back

With all his tricks

The great conjuror

Of all misfortunes

He’s stuck on my back

And want me to go full on

To the end of my track

Where there is nothing left

And all abound

Here and there

Over the ground

So many mounts

So many heaps and bounds

I cannot tell how I am going to shovel

All this stuff on my shoulders

When there is nothing left

And nobody around

 

The joker has come back

And now is the time to deal

With his unbearable stack

 

Never easy to deal with this guy

Never pleasant to abide true to my guts

When he is fooling around all my flaws

To heal them and get me back on track

Despite all mess happening around

He has always been supportive

In the most and fastest way

It just happened to be the most ugly process

To get there, with as less possible stress

 

This great Joker has come back

With all his tricks

The great conjuror

Of all misfortunes

He’s stuck on my back

And want me to go full on

To the end of my track

Where there is nothing left