The Dark Trapeze

Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh I'm a seed I'm the dark trapeze I'm an advertisement I'm the words you start a fight with Tell me why it beats I think that it's beating too fast You are what I need I need you to slow it down Put your hands around my waist Maybe you'll find it when you are dreaming Up from the depths and down from the ceiling Saturday's pain, I will let it out (Ooh-ooh-ooh) I'm a coin (ha) I'm the broke and forlorn I'm a beautiful child I'm a disease running wild Put your hands around my waist Maybe you'll find it when you are dreaming Up from the depths and down from the ceiling Saturday's pain, I will let it out I'm a picture in a gallery from 1893 I'm a bottle of beer I'm every sad story that you hear Tell me why it beats (oh) Maybe you'll find it when you are dreaming Up from the depths and down from the ceiling Saturday's pain, I will let it out (oh) Maybe you'll find it when you are dreaming Up from the depths and down from the ceiling Saturday's pain, I will let it (oh)