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Oh, the child is an acrobat And he walks upon the wire Knowing well that he might fall Still he climbs up higher If he should slip he will surely die

Maybe I'm wrong, living high and chancing, I feel an ice cold look in your eye cut me down with glances. We both said "No", but we can't let go, and I

Take it easy going down the stairs, I find my way Just a small light from the open door I can leave the world behind but only by one floor In the shadows

I've lost where I'm going No one beside me showing how. Won't you look at me now? We talk, but we don't mean it, I thought I'd really seen it all. Even

In lonely gas stations with mini-marts You'll find rows of them for sale Liquor-filled statues of Elvis Presley Screw his head off and drink like a vampire

If your machine might slip a gear Push this button to help it clear Your time card says that your name's Joe But we'll call you 6-3-0 I'm working at

You been to school for a year or two Know you've seen it all Daddy's car thinkin' you'll go far Back east your type don't crawl Play ethnicky jazz to

Waow Hold it, it is too slow Waow Weaoww Dog bite, on my leg Not right, supposed to beg Dog bite, on my leg Not right, supposed to beg Daily to the

Who's that kid in the back of the room Who's that kid in the back of the room He's setting all his papers on fire He's setting all his papers on fire