Circus of Life

歌詞

She's a door without a key He's a guitar without strings She was lying wide open Like a bible on a plinth Came on like a hellfire preacher Casting out her ghosts Fell at the first hurdle Like a Grand National horse Oh oh oh oh Kingdom of strife Oh oh oh oh Circus of life She tried to rearrange him But his strings were cut loose He dangled like a puppet Crumpled and spooked He's a whiskey-priest A punctured beast Another bar room King Without his crown Oh oh oh oh Kingdom of strife Oh oh oh oh Circus of life Clowns all juggled Jugglers told jokes Lion tamers danced Up on the tightrope Dancing girls in the lions' cage He's got the soul of a lover But his heart is full of rage He's a soldier with no rifle A crook without a job A blind man cane-less Now he's walking into walls He's counting his chickens And the wolves are at the door He's a convict of love In his sad sick cell of woe Oh oh oh oh Kingdom of strife Oh oh oh oh Circus of life Clowns all juggled Jugglers told jokes Lion tamers danced Up on the tightrope Dancing girls in the lions' cage He's got the soul of a lover. But his heart is full of rage The things he believed in He don't anymore There's a whore in his hallway And the Police at the door He's stranded and helpless He's shouting in silence The fruits of the flesh Are embedded in violence The lips he once kissed Are now lips that curse him And nothing gets better It only gets worse Oh oh oh oh Kingdom of strife Oh oh oh oh Circus of life Clowns all juggled Jugglers told jokes Lion tamers danced Up on the tightrope Dancing girls in the lions' cage He's got the soul of a lover But his heart is full of rage He's running from himself He can never get away He's masking his feelings With two bottles a day He's still looking for salvation In another's arms "They're all out to do you in and do you harm" Oh oh oh oh Circus of life Oh oh oh oh Kingdom of strife Oh oh oh oh Circus of life Oh oh oh oh Kingdom of strife He's out on his own With the sky and the stars The wind calls her name And the memory scars He disappears her face With three bottles a day And his stomach is screaming And the landlord wants paid And where has it got him And where can he go? When he's stuck at the bottom And the Ringmaster says... "On with the show" "On with the show" "On with the show" He drinks to remember He drinks to forget He drinks for the hell of it And he's not finished yet Exhalted in company Melancholic alone He's nailed to the bottle He's soaked to the bone He drinks when he's lonely and that's quite a lot these days Top shelf Nirvana, rock bottom final phase He's trying to fill a hole that can never be filled The more he digs the deeper trouble he's in Oh oh oh oh Kingdom of strife Oh oh oh oh circus of life Oh oh oh oh Kingdom of strife Oh oh oh oh circus of life