Dm
Come on down to the blue collar power hour
N.C.
Oddities in a pinstripe tent
N.C
Ringmaster, fire breathing, trapeze
N.C
Tightrope misfits, hell has sent
Dm
We’re animals a refined subhuman
Dm
Clowns to the town, enjoy the show
Dm
The wheel of death spins around
Dm              C         A#         Am
Freaks do it better now, didn’t ya know

Dm       G      Am
Too many freaks, not enough circuses
Dm        Gm        F
Too many, too many
Dm       G      Am
Too many freaks, not enough circuses
Dm        Gm        F
Freaks do it better y’all didn’t know

Dm
I’ve never seen anything like this in my whole life
N.C.
Headlines say: “Armageddon’s coming”
N.C.
Population strange has taken control
N.C.
Inject fear, it’s not what it appears
Dm
Swallow that sword, we’re all mad here
Dm
We’re animals, cut from the same cloth
Dm
Knife throwing apples fell far from the tree
Dm
The clean cut working man has more skeletons
Dm              C         A#         Am
Than the keepers of the grave

Dm       G      Am
Too many freaks, not enough circuses
Dm        Gm        F
Too many, too many
Dm       G      Am
Too many freaks, not enough circuses
Dm        Gm        F
Freaks do it better y’all didn’t know