Without Lies

There wouldn't be any artists, no jugglers or tightrope walkers. Without Lies, in my eyes life would be straight up sad. A bit of sun to melt the ice flow, a good disguise to start the show Without Lies, in my eyes life would be straight up grey When I eat cake, I prefer the cherry Changing the scenes different faces, Another costume changing places Without Lies, in my eyes life would be pretty boring We wouldn't be great performers, we'd watch the time pass us over Without lies, in my eyes life would be pretty bad In the champagne I prefer the bubbles A bit of sun to melt the ice flow, A good disguise to start the show Without lies, in my eyes life would be straight up grey When I eat cake, I prefer the cherry, I prefer the cherry, I prefer the cherry