The Traveling Show
Step right up, one and all to Traveling Tutons' Circus, the GREATEST SHOW ON EARTH. Wish the contestants luck and kiss them goodbye, for these average citizens are about to perform the most daring stunts you've ever seen....and no, there's no safety net, and yes, those are real knives. Time to prove yourself.
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And when the president said
We’d all be better off dead,
I must admit I didn’t know yet just what he meant.
But when the singer sang,
We can rise up from our graves,
Well I’d have done just about anything at that point to get myself saved.
Cuz during my life I’ve watched my heroes live and die,
And their beliefs die long before them.
So I took that as a sign, that no amount of good intentions can keep you alive.
Take solace, everybody dies.
Step right up, here’s a ticket try your luck sir,
Don’t look down this view’s not for the
Weak-hearted, departed souls at every lectern
Guide you, go on, everybody’s waiting to see
What you got, how you fall without a net there’s
None more self-preserving than the lot of us
Since the day that our sinking city’s motto became
“Fear in a handful of dust.”
And by the end of this ride, you’ll watch your family live and die
But admit your love died long before them.
Don’t even bother to cry, your self-obsessiveness has made a bigger monster than I.
Stop thinking everybody lies.
It’s time to decide
why you’re one of the few that gets to survive.
Otherwise, it’s your blood on the stage,
You pray so loudly but they’re still not listening,
It seems I see every night,
Ten thousand die before my eyes,
And it gets televised to play for cheap laughs.
But in a nation bereft of any comedy,
WELL WHAT CHOICE DO WE ALL HAVE?!
And things have changed you know,
While all my past lives would have let you go
I stand before you a much wiser man
While three rings clamor to be rid of your hand.
You see you should have been sincere,
Your petty irony’s of no use here.
Don’t think I don’t know he will fall,
But til that comes at least I’ll outlive you all
And during my life I’ve watched my heroes live and die,
And their ideals die long before them.
So I guess if this is my time, I’ll count myself among the few to throw away that design,
Take solace, everybody dies.
It’s time to decide
why you’re one of the few that gets to survive.
Otherwise, it’s your blood on the stage,
You pray so loudly but they’re still not listening,
It seems I see every night,
Ten thousand die before my eyes,
And it gets televised to play for cheap laughs.
But in a nation bereft of any comedy…
Or decency…
In a nation enamored with our tragedy,
WHAT CHOICE DO WE ALL HAVE?
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