I'm gonna change my immediate circle of friends

I'm gonna run away and join the circus, oh yeah

Oh they've been leading me around in circles, round and round

I'm gonna change my immediate circle of friends



In my darkest hour of need

They all become make believe

And they pretend that they are sleeping



I raise my game as the stakes stack higher, higher

Oh you cry wolf like you're the town crier, cry girl

The queen of pubs thinks her pub song days are over

Swills down dregs, drags on duck-arsed cigarettes



In my darkest hour of need

They all become make believe

And they pretend that they are sleeping

They pretend that they are sleeping

They pretend that they are sleeping



I'm gonna change my immediate circle of friends

I'm gonna run away and join the circus, oh yeah

I'll be assistant to the blind knife-thrower, I'll throw

And better that than being factory fodder, order



In my darkest hour of need

They all become make believe

And they pretend that they are sleeping



Oh I'm gonna change my immediate circle

Oh they've been leading me around in circles

Oh they've been leading me around in circles, round and round