Lyrics: Miss Fraulein. Aprofessionaldinnerout. Circus Of Termites.

Black face
turning page of all
disaster is coming now on screen
my trade is it difficult?
when man ask me, ask me why?
One third-degree mortally wounded
gloomy, gloomy way
One third-born guy showman of
dying\crying on my?

This is the circus, is this the last one?
This is my circus, is this my last one?

Hypnotic vision of the wall
rich of the colours make it
One third-degree mortally wounded
gloomy, gloomy way
One third-born guy showman of
Dying\crying on my?

This is the circus, is this the last one?
This is my circus, is this my last one?