It's about freedom
We live under a halo of held breath
And the lions are lookin real mad
Then anyone of us alone
Of laughter, it's like they're fending off death
And all that they see is the show
No sequins, no elephants
Welcoem to the freakshow
We live to hear the slack-jawed gasping
No parading around
And they're stuck in this fucking town
And we can make somethig bigger
And some of the clowns are happy
And the tent comes down
But life on the outside ain't easy
And when the children raise up a giant shield
There's another expression
Here we go
You need a lot of love and compliance
And some of the clowns are sad
And the ladies on the horses look so pretty
And there's a lot of love
It's about faking
And compliance
Welcome to the freakshow
And the people will go home
The tent goes up and the tent comes down
But underneath
There's an art to the laughter
And then the clowns will take off their makeup
There's a science
Life under the big top
Yeah, the tent goes up
That the makeup isn't making
