Circus Song
Cotton candy, two for a quarterSee if the fat man can guess your weightA big stuffed tiger is what I bought herAnd I'm going home 'cause it's late
Roller coasters make me dizzyAnd cotton candy makes me sickI wish I had some Bromo fizzyNow that would do the trick
Everyone knows that the clowns aren't happyAnd everyone knows that the people don't careI wish I could laugh at the way that they're actingBut I'm so sick, I just don't dare to
High wire dancers kick and balanceWhite silk horses step in timeThe tattooed man displays his talentsI'm not the talented kind
I always go to the circus on SundayAnd there I can laugh at the people I seeBut when I leave home in the morning on MondayEverybody laughs at me
I make other people nervousI guess that's why they laugh at meBut to me my life is a three-ring circusAnd I can see it for free
Have you seen my wife Elvira?She can tame a lion, you knowWell, I once had a bushy maneBut that was so damn long ago
Tight-collared clowns in plastic buildingsHave happy families as their fateHappy jobs and happy clubsAnd happy people they hate
Everyone's juggling and everyone's actingWith smiles of grease paint three feet wideEveryone's caught on a carousel ponyAnd one time around is a lifetime ride...