I'm leaving you lonely 'Cause I wouldn't know where to begin Well I know that you wake me only When the snakes come marching in, yeah When the snakes come marching
the parents of America I am the damager aimed at little Erica To attack her character The ring leader of the circus of worthless pawns Sent to lead the march
of March' Cut your hair like Joan of Arc Disguise your will They'll find you out And when they do Lookout There's money lenders inside the temple That circus
' like a brigade down the block don't be shocked to hear somebody say "wake up doomsday" it's time to join the big parade come and march in time with
speak He squirts the flower, hurts your hand, it'll always catch you And his tears are etched so deep that they might just be tattooed The one man circus
' rap This East to West coast hittin' like Warren Sapp I'm fully focused, I walk with a purpose Y'all are fuckin' clowns, you belong in a circus This
, now, I'm out here under guard tonight I wear the ball and chain Joined up to fight the Yankee cavalry Oh, we got here cold and hungry Then they marched
see a midget, I loose control! (chorus) I hate circus midgets, I hate circus midgets, I hate them and they hate me! I hate circus midgets, I hate circus
You cast your charms into the blue Oh, their broken arms opened for you Circus creatures they march to their own tune Bearded lady she?ll understand you
more that most. Feelings from the heart that have been distorted and mocked, Thrown around in the spectacle, the grand social circus. * Up against
walls crawling with paranoia's plaintiffs. The robo-komodo promo Zen patience a-alike to this jittery drooling mess. Bitterly unruly on mud hugger alert, he usher dirt to the kick circus
at all Said come on back and see the Nile Said come on along and dream with me Back in history Back a century Back to dreams with me March, maarch, march
submit, Find peace and release, And cut off throats of the prophets accreate, Appealing to prognies. CHORUS: Marching on the verge of extinction, Marching
The white ducks fly All past the sun Their wings flap silver at the moon While waters rush down the mountaintops My [? ] plays circus tunes I dance
This is a song called 'The circus of death' It tells the true story of a circus we met The first two verses concern the actual arrival at Heathrow Airport
a couple of things, let me analyze to you. Now, Billy Flynn set a travel on March 5th. March 7th, you would be quit. On March 8th, you know what Mama
dust storm blows And lush black swamps where mandrake grows We're marching laughing to the drum Waiting for those kings to come The circus sun in Nero
can you be sure enough? Twenty-three today and all your friends are gettin' married You say, they're so scared of bein' alone So self-righteously you march
