Texty:
Circus Dawn

A dream is never worth the dream of being known Inside dreams never come true 'til the day he dies Victimizes himself, cries for lord for the lucid love

the tent, the hired hand tightens his legs on the sword swallower's blade Circus town's on the shortwave Well, the runway lies ahead like a great false dawn

I could give two shits and a fuck, I bounce down frimmer in a popcorn-clown truck. I'm a circus ninja southwest voodoo wizard, I grab ya gizzard! Jump

Carnal gladiators lie restless awaiting the dawn Slaves to their passion, so eager, its will to perform They wrestle the double backed beast face their

hurry past They don't hear the little ones crying And the winder is coming on fast, ready to kill One day nearer to dying! At the end of the day there's another day dawning

wave their fists. Weirdo. Freak. Words of endearment ring in my ears And cling onto my tears. My purpose on this earth was to brighten the sun ray At the circus

to space now I'm gonna roll this question tight and smoke that shit up in your face now if you were to alter masks every time fame circus approaches

I used to live but now I survive I used to believe but now it's just one day at a time The circus is gone, it's all packed away The clown's hat, the makeup

By the firm of Youse and Son I find no fault with the two young lovers Who dine all night on the candied eels Then dance till dawn to a big band music