Star of the Show

(Ha, ha!) (Woah, woah!) (Okay!) (Hey, hey!) (La-ta-da-la-ta-la-ta-ta, la-ta-da-la-ta-la-ta-ta) (La-ta-da-la-ta-la-ta-ta, la-ta-da-la-ta-la-ta-ta) Just move along, it's nothing new No touching this, and this, or that Keep your tongue inside your mouth Don't say a word, a whisper Compliments, I fear they're not Your god is not a silly face A deity's performance, oh But I'm not like that Move along, it's nothing new No touching this, and this, or that Don't assign my talents in the wrong category 'Cross the rope, they mesmerize My balance lost, the crowd unpleased In a deity's performance, oh But I'm not like that (La-ta-da-la-ta-la-ta-ta, la-ta-da-la-ta-la-ta-ta) (La-ta-da-la-ta-la-ta-ta, la-ta-da-la-ta-la-ta-ta) (La-ta-da-la-ta-la-ta-ta, la-ta-da-la-ta-la-ta-ta) (La-ta-da-la-ta-la-ta-ta, la-ta-da-la-ta-la-ta-ta) I don't see the correlation Where's the logic, if there's any? I don't see the point in painting Merry smiles to hide the truth You know, it's rude to stare Balloons we fill with air A helium-defining voice Either way, you make too much noise (Topsy-turvy) (Sweetly dreaming) (Toss and turning in) (A frantic state of disbelief) (The crowd goes wild with applause) Over absolutely nothing Sing a dance that goes a bit like (La-ta-da-la-ta-la-ta-ta) Maybe, you'll understand, "I mean, it's not that hard," you say Pull the mask up off the clown You'll see the window to her soul Deprecated acts of jest and telling jokes you take too seriously I don't see the correlation Where's the logic, if there's any? I don't see the point in painting Merry smiles to hide the truth You know, it's rude to stare Balloons we fill with air A helium-defining voice Either way, you make too much noise I repeat, you make too much noise I repeat, you make too much noise A juggling act of choice The acrobatic scene A lion's open mouth The leader screams our names Walk the rope or fall Adorn the vivid lights Declare the world is yours I find it hard not to laugh I should never be, be This high above the audience In all honesty And I mean every word I'm not a freak, I'm not an act, I'm not a deity's performance I don't think the show is ending Everybody's still applauding I don't see the point in painting Merry smiles on my face You know, it's rude to stare This really isn't fair Your helium-infected voice Please shut up, you make too much noise! I repeat, you make too much noise! Oh, I don't belong in this show! I repeat, you make too much noise! Oh, I don't belong in this show!