Going round in circles

Directions all messed up

I go to ground on a bottle of wine

And drown myself in the flood

My frozen toes are beginning to melt

And think i'm catching a cold

Got oil on my feathers and i can't fly

I gotta get back to your love



I'm a clown without a circus

There's no-one to see my act

I can dance and sing and stand on my head

Nodbody knows where i'm at

My frozen toes are beginning to melt

I think i'm catching a cold

Got oil on my feathers and i can't fly

I gotta get back to your love



My days are long and lonely

And i feel so insecure

There ain't nothing funny i'm losing you honey

I can't laugh anymore

Old chang surely told me

Not to mess with what you got

But i went stomping all over your head

Like a bull in a china shop


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