Roll Up - The Tiger Lillies

Tattooed we dance the tango, in a melancholy way

Bearded ladies, muscle men, freaks entering the affray

Crowds come in from the suburbs to observe the perverse

Jimmy the pick-pocket he’s on the loose

Mind out and watch your purse

Frankie the brain damaged boxer, he’s only got left a year

The local bums take him for a round and for his blood they cheer

Prostitutes do good business, they’ll gob you for a days rent

And if it’s a boy that you’re after, they’re over behind the tent

Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up

Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up

Pimps count their money, they think they’ve got a good job

It’s better than being a gangster, it’s better than being a slob

Pin-heads, Siamese twins, midgets

They all shock the best they can

The gypsy fortune teller, she knows we’re all damned

Our life’s a side-show attraction, we do our best to please

Our life is a side-show attraction, death, decay and disease

Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up

Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up

Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up

Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up