I Want Out Of The Circus - Cracker

Now I, I want out of the circus

Since the girl in the blue sparkly dress

On one knee, I confessed

Put an end to that exchange of glances

Now I, I want out of the circus

That old gang of dwarves

Sometimes, they’re downright feral

When they, they’ve been around that old beer barrel

The old lion’s teeth

Seems like a smile to me

With some sweet relief

I just stick my head in

Now my tale, it’s too ordinary

For anyone to care at all

Not like the man repeatedly struck by lightning

When he bears his scars, we all know

When he bears his scars, he’s a star