Ha Ha Ha! 
Ha Ha Ha! 
Here comes the Ha-Ha man
Everyone laughs wherever he goes
They mock his eyes and his bulging nose
They jeer in the cafés, point in the street
Fall about laughing at his ill-shod feet
They squeal at his face and hoot at his clothes
Their selections of words hit harder than blows

'Plonker!' 'Pond-Life!' 'Weirdo!' 'Fat'
Mirth's unlimited against the Ha Ha Pratt
Colleagues call names
Friend's teasing maimes
There is no escape for the Ha Ha man.

Inside his head the voices are worse
No one Out There can hear him curse
"Arsehole!" "Lunatic!" "Incompetent!" "Twit!"
The Ha Ha man condemns, "I'm A Git!"
The constant berating makes him timid and terse
"And they'll still be jeering when they follow my hearse"

Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha
He was the ha ha man
Now he's gone
We need a new clown
Who can we choose to shout, "Ha Ha"?