At the Circus

How many more hours must we stay up here walking this wire?

How long do we dance on the coals and breathe in the fire?

The ringmaster gripping the microphone's gone too far

How many more clowns are coming out of the car?

How long can we fight off this lion with whip and a chair?

I'd like to be with my lovely assistant vanishing into thin air

The ringmaster touts the grotesque and the vile and bizarre

How many more clowns are coming out of the car?

Magicians are dazzling with feats of deception and guile

How many more swords can we swallow?

How long must we eat them and smile?

The ringmaster picks a new human cannonball, fires them up to the stars

How many more clowns are coming out of the car?