Lyrics:
your
Attention soon
Getting ‘bout as much attention as a
Circus on the moon
I'm a stalwart trapeze artist on my
(Circus on the moon)
I'm a lonely
a lonesome man on a lonesome trail
wearing my cap right down the drain
but a gypo man will never die
got indian blood will always survive
ohhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhh
flawless
Most hardest, most honest known artist
Chip off the old block, but old Doc is (back)
Looks like Batman brought his own Robin
Oh God, Saddam's
I want her to be mine
I started talking
She kept on walking
She disappeared into the crowd, ohh
I lost my heart on the carousel
To a circus
be ready, hope that you feel the same
All eyes on me in the center of the ring
Just like a circus
When I crack that whip, everybody gon' trip
I want her to be mine
I started talking
She kept on walking
She disappeared into the crowd, ohh
I lost my heart on the carousel
To a circus
flawless
Most hardest, most honest known artist
Chip off the old block, but old Doc is (back)
Looks like Batman brought his own Robin
Oh God, Saddam's
Just one more thing
Remember the whole world's a circus
Don't you be the clown
be ready, hope that you feel the same
All eyes on me in the center of the ring
Just like a circus
When I crack that whip, everybody gon' trip
and so I joined the circus
somehow they found it easy to ignore us
people found it easy to ignore this
brontosaurus, brontosaurus
you want to leave
In the circus life
Con payasos te vas a involucrar
In the circus life
En la cuerda floja vas a caminar
In the circus life
Con animales tienes que
Circus clown, circus clown
Paint your face
Circus clown, circus clown
Run in place
Circus clown, circus clown,
beep your nose.
Circus clown,
Circus day hold out
Spoiling the show
Circus day hold out
Guessing the wait
Circus day hold out
Says "life isn't fair
But let the guys know
The public applauds the performance
Below the canvas still no joy
But soon
Death starts the show
Of sorrow
Fire in the gran circus
The trapeze artist screams
The make-up runnin' down my face
We're exiled from the human race
You're in the psy
You're in the psycho circus
You're in the psy
You're in the psycho
The make-up runnin' down my face
We're exiled from the human race.
You're in the psy
You're in the psycho circus
You're in the psy
You're in the psycho
Hey, hey, wow, yeah
Alice in her Wonderland
Her world is big but it's just pretend
Is there a day when we will understand
This circus we call
Hey, it's the circus
Hey, it's the circus
(La, la, la, la)
Where man or girl is seen
Veronica and Ken in green
The clowns and trapeze artists
Are
And in the ring stands a circus clown
Holding up a knife.
What you see and what you will hear
Will last you for the rest of your life.
And it's
Hey, listen while people talking bullshit everyday.
There's always an artist dying behind the curtain.
He gives up
Maybe he's a fool to sing his
Risen Circus Shot Roulette
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