I've been avoiding the circus

Afraid the trapeze might fall down

You say the fall will not hurt us

'cause the net stands apart from the ground...



(chorus)

So there you go for the rings

Legs entwined and circling

Height of the backside swing

Arms reaching beckoning me



But I am the thin man

All skin and bones

Am I qualified for the job?

Or better off alone

Sleeping in a bed of leaves

Scarecrow where all the birds are thieves...

Meanwhile, back at the circus

You seeing as the pendulum flies

Watched by ten thousand eyes