They crowd the streets
In search of who they are
And when it's time to go to bed
You can hear them breathe
Like choking on a cigar
And though I'd like to pledge allegiance
I'm afraid it can't be found
So as they fire up their legions
I've got another plan
Some of you won't understand
This is a circus without clowns
Rotting in this town
I try to hold my ground
But that ain't right
That ain't right
We're in a circus without clowns
Rotting in this town
We try to hold our ground
But that ain't right
That ain't right somehow
This is the night of living dead
They watch the screen
But they don't know what it means
And when it's time to lift your head
You hear the scream
Sirens drag you out of your dream
And though I'd like to pledge allegiance
Well I'm afraid it can't be found
So as they fire up their legions
I've got another plan
Some of you won't understand
This is a circus without clowns
Rotting in this town
I try to hold my ground
But that ain't right
That ain't right
We're in a circus without clowns
Rotting in this town
We try to hold our ground
But that ain't right
That ain't right somehow
This is the night of living dead
They walk the ledge
And then they tumble over the edge
You know I'd like to pledge allegiance
But I'm afraid it can't be found
Now I've got another plan
Some of you won't understand
This is a circus without clowns
(Circus without clowns)
Rotting in this town
(Rotting in this town)
I try to hold my ground
(I try to hold my ground)
But that ain't right
(That's what can't be found)
That ain't right
We're in a circus without clowns
(Circus without clowns)
Rotting in this town
(Rotting in this town)
We try to hold our ground
(We try to hold our ground)
But that ain't right
That ain't right somehow
This is the circus without clowns
(This is the night of living dead)
Rotting in this town
I try to hold my ground
(They walk the lonely road in search of who they are)
But that ain't right
That ain't right somehow
We're in a circus without clowns
(This is the night of living dead)
Rotting in this town
We try to hold our ground
But that ain't right
That ain't right
This is the night of living dead They crowd the streets In search of who they are And when it's time to go to bed You can hear them breathe Like choking on a cigar And though I'd like to pledge allegiance I'm afraid it can't be found So as they fire up their legions I've got another plan Some of you won't understand This is a circus without clowns Rotting in this town I try to hold my ground But that ain't right That ain't right We're in a circus without clowns Rotting in this town We try to hold our ground But that ain't right That ain't right somehow This is the night of living dead They watch the screen But they don't know what it means And when it's time to lift your head You hear the scream Sirens drag you out of your dream And though I'd like to pledge allegiance Well I'm afraid it can't be found So as they fire up their legions I've got another plan Some of you won't understand This is a circus without clowns Rotting in this town I try to hold my ground But that ain't right That ain't right We're in a circus without clowns Rotting in this town We try to hold our ground But that ain't right That ain't right somehow This is the night of living dead They walk the ledge And then they tumble over the edge You know I'd like to pledge allegiance But I'm afraid it can't be found Now I've got another plan Some of you won't understand This is a circus without clowns (Circus without clowns) Rotting in this town (Rotting in this town) I try to hold my ground (I try to hold my ground) But that ain't right (That's what can't be found) That ain't right We're in a circus without clowns (Circus without clowns) Rotting in this town (Rotting in this town) We try to hold our ground (We try to hold our ground) But that ain't right That ain't right somehow This is the circus without clowns (This is the night of living dead) Rotting in this town I try to hold my ground (They walk the lonely road in search of who they are) But that ain't right That ain't right somehow We're in a circus without clowns (This is the night of living dead) Rotting in this town We try to hold our ground But that ain't right That ain't right Explain Request ×
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