Looking for a way to describe this feeling
Normal times shadowed by doubt
That's what these clowns all talk about.
So what are you looking for, way up there?
Whilst you're high as a kite
I'm gasping for air
In that run-down palace of mayhem and fools
They'd chop off their arms if it meant breaking the rules
Now listen here you waste of a mind
You wanna reach me? You'll just have to climb
That ladder of guilt, those steps of misery
Foolish clown you can't rain on my parade
Yes step left, and then right, please keep in time
Welcome to the circus
Entrance fee is nil
Every one's mad at Jack the lad
Cause he took another pill
What's that you say?
Nah he's not gay
Just hasn't been down in a while
No, she doesn't hate
She's just got a date
With destiny you see
She can't be late
Come now people let's keep in time
As we dance in our trance of purple
All glittering, sparkling
All magically marvelling
All wishing and wanting
To be in the spot light of
Our wonderful freak show parade.
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