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the performers tent (mortus the bum) - venetia fair lyrics

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what was that ? just take a look;
it seems we’ve got ourselves a congregation…
stop that knocking ! all this work and yet they keep from flocking .
every single day in here is all the same to me,
but things are looking up… since you’ve arrived…
places ! places ! performers just try and keep these people in their seats !

up here onlookers – the tight rope rigid, fixed as perfect annulus…
i’ll find the time to breathe when i fall .
we’ll get that cleaned up shortly, we’ve got our cemetery in the back .
i’ll admit to a rocky start but it must go on !

we’re bound to impress you yet .
we’re bound to the acts we’ve always known without the time
or the drive to leave it behind .
so sit down in your seats and watch us work until we can’t stand .
we could’ve stood for more than this…

hey ! mr.-show-me-something-splendid – jocastan acrobats are ready to perform .
did you ever think i would think you were the only one to want to see them fail ?
swing swing, one mistake and you die a murderer .
the best you can do is pray and to p-ss them on .
just wait for the human cannonball .
he can’t enjoy this place when he’s flying straight over our heads but…

we’re bound to impress you yet .
we’re bound to the acts we’ve always known without the time
or the drive to leave it behind .
so sit down in your seats and watch us work until we can’t stand .
we could’ve stood for more than this…

if all the jugglers could juggle the jugglers do you think they’d ever hit the ground ?
if one of the jugglers lost faith in the others do you think we’d even hear the sound ?
if all the jugglers could juggle the jugglers do you think they’d ever hit the ground ?
if one of the jugglers lost faith in the others do you think they’d even recognize that…

we’re bound to impress you yet .
we’re bound to the acts we’ve always known without the time
or the drive to leave it behind .
so sit down in your seats and watch us work until we can’t stand .
we could’ve stood for more than this…

(introducing the human cannonball)

[mortus the bum]
leave the flying to the seeds; we all give up our time eventually .
breathe in each and every word from painted lips,
we know you’ll keep these exaggerated features in your head .
we know you’ll

- venetia fair lyrics

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