This lyrically intricate and layered song is pure emotion swaddled in an undeniable beat. The tension-filled lyrics are fun to say and fun to sing along with.
Smokey's peculiar, robotically-reserved interpretive style perfectly fits this song of secret passions hidden beneath bland exteriors. It's Smokey to a T, isn't it? -- the hard-bargaining, egotistical songwriting genius lurking like a troll beneath the bridge of his breathy tenor.
19 May 2006
"Tears of a Clown", Smokey Robinson & The Miracles
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pearls in poo,
perfect song
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