MystyrMystyry
04-10-2011, 09:37 PM
Step Right Up! The Circus Is In Town!
Come One Come All! The Greatest Show-
For some, not all, not me, never me
My best show is after the lights are down
Amidst the smokey torches and circus din
Scouring the audience for my next victim
I see you looking at me there in the crowd
Staring at my frizzy yellow hair and gaudy
Greasepaint - but I'm staring back, staring
From the corner of my beady eye
My cold dry eye like a green glass pellet
But you dont notice the flash, blinded
By the shiny red rubber bubble-nose
The multicolours of my baggy trousers
My over-sized suspenders, barber-striped shirt
Polkadot tie with a propellor bow
Floppy blue topper, my giant candy cane
The three foot boots on my stumbling feet
You smile and laugh - so you think I'm funny?
Well you've passed my test
I'm not smiling - I'm snarling back - this grin you see
Is drawn on - a temporary tattoo for the true fools
Would you like a balloon, pretty one? It'll be the
First of my presents - the next will glint like silver
Beneath the crescent moon
My criteria for your crime? Your imagination
'How good it must be to be like me'
But it's a closed shop - I'll get you before you
Run away to join us
It isn't me with the fractured brains - it's you pretty one
I'm but your saviour sparing you from the torture
Of a jellybean life - see how good I really am? See?
Tomorrow I'll be in another town
But tonight I'll introduce you to the others
As we carve
As we carve you
As we carve you into
As we carve you into tasty bitesize chunks
Come One Come All! The Greatest Show-
For some, not all, not me, never me
My best show is after the lights are down
Amidst the smokey torches and circus din
Scouring the audience for my next victim
I see you looking at me there in the crowd
Staring at my frizzy yellow hair and gaudy
Greasepaint - but I'm staring back, staring
From the corner of my beady eye
My cold dry eye like a green glass pellet
But you dont notice the flash, blinded
By the shiny red rubber bubble-nose
The multicolours of my baggy trousers
My over-sized suspenders, barber-striped shirt
Polkadot tie with a propellor bow
Floppy blue topper, my giant candy cane
The three foot boots on my stumbling feet
You smile and laugh - so you think I'm funny?
Well you've passed my test
I'm not smiling - I'm snarling back - this grin you see
Is drawn on - a temporary tattoo for the true fools
Would you like a balloon, pretty one? It'll be the
First of my presents - the next will glint like silver
Beneath the crescent moon
My criteria for your crime? Your imagination
'How good it must be to be like me'
But it's a closed shop - I'll get you before you
Run away to join us
It isn't me with the fractured brains - it's you pretty one
I'm but your saviour sparing you from the torture
Of a jellybean life - see how good I really am? See?
Tomorrow I'll be in another town
But tonight I'll introduce you to the others
As we carve
As we carve you
As we carve you into
As we carve you into tasty bitesize chunks