I got emptied good last night
At that insipid latest thing
Yeah, i got to the place alright
It’s the traps inside that sting

I went into the white tent
Faces drained under morgue fluorescents
I had to fake my real bent
The pantomime, don’t know where it gets us

Teeth just biting air
Why should i even care?

It could be the last evening on earth
And for what it’s worth
I’ll give it a go
It might me all there is
So give it a kiss
And get your tickets for the freak show

I woke too slow this afternoon
Heavy from my lack of fill
I know i will rally soon
Ready for more lashings on my will

We love we love we love
To walk far out on a quivering limb
Well, give in

It could be the last evening on earth
And for what it’s worth
I’ll give it a go
It might me all there is
So give it a kiss
And get your tickets for the freak show

Stories upon stories
Of the glorious notorious
You know it’s just boring us, boring us
‘cos every age writes its own word
Close your eyes
Embrace the new absurd
Burn the pages
Chase off the sages
And we can go on for ages and ages
Burns again, turns again
Burns again, turns again
Burns again, turns again
Burns us all one more time

It could be the last evening on earth
And for what it’s worth
Surrender a go
It might me all there is
So give it a kiss
And get your tickets for the freak show