Lirik Wild Billy's Circus Story - Bruce Springsteen
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The machinist climbs his Ferris wheel like a braveAnd the fire-eater's lyin' in a pool of sweat, victim of the heat waveBehind the tent, the hired hand tightens his legs on the sword swallower's bladeCircus town's on the shortwave
Well, the runway lies ahead like a great false dawnFat lady, big mama, Missy Bimbo sits in her chair and yawnsAnd the man-beast lies in his cage sniffin' popcornAnd the midget licks his fingers and suffers Missy Bimbo's scornCircus town's been born
And a press roll drummer go, ballerina to-and-fro, cartwheelin' up on that tightropeWith a cannon blast, lightnin' flash, movin' fast through the tent, Mars-bentHe's gonna miss his fall, oh, God save the human cannonballAnd the flyin' Zambinis watch Margarita do her neck twistAnd the ringmaster gets the crowd to count along: 95, 96, 97
A ragged suitcase in his hand, he steals silently away from the circus groundsAnd the highway's haunted by the carnival soundsThey dance like a great greasepaint ghost on the windA man in baggy pants, a lonely face, a crazy grinRunnin' home to some small Ohio townJesus, send some sweet women to save all your clowns
And Circus Boy dances like a monkey on barbed wireAnd the barker romances with a junkie, she's got a flat tireAnd now the elephants dance real funky and the band plays like a jungle fireCircus town's on the live wire
And the strong man Samson lifts the midget, little Tiny Tim, up on his shoulders, way upAnd carries him on down the midway, past the kids, past the sailors, to his dimly lit trailerAnd the Ferris wheel turns and turns like it ain't ever gonna stopAnd the circus boss leans over and whispers into the little boy's ear"Hey, son, you want to try the big top?All aboard, Nebraska's our next stop"
Well, the runway lies ahead like a great false dawnFat lady, big mama, Missy Bimbo sits in her chair and yawnsAnd the man-beast lies in his cage sniffin' popcornAnd the midget licks his fingers and suffers Missy Bimbo's scornCircus town's been born
And a press roll drummer go, ballerina to-and-fro, cartwheelin' up on that tightropeWith a cannon blast, lightnin' flash, movin' fast through the tent, Mars-bentHe's gonna miss his fall, oh, God save the human cannonballAnd the flyin' Zambinis watch Margarita do her neck twistAnd the ringmaster gets the crowd to count along: 95, 96, 97
A ragged suitcase in his hand, he steals silently away from the circus groundsAnd the highway's haunted by the carnival soundsThey dance like a great greasepaint ghost on the windA man in baggy pants, a lonely face, a crazy grinRunnin' home to some small Ohio townJesus, send some sweet women to save all your clowns
And Circus Boy dances like a monkey on barbed wireAnd the barker romances with a junkie, she's got a flat tireAnd now the elephants dance real funky and the band plays like a jungle fireCircus town's on the live wire
And the strong man Samson lifts the midget, little Tiny Tim, up on his shoulders, way upAnd carries him on down the midway, past the kids, past the sailors, to his dimly lit trailerAnd the Ferris wheel turns and turns like it ain't ever gonna stopAnd the circus boss leans over and whispers into the little boy's ear"Hey, son, you want to try the big top?All aboard, Nebraska's our next stop"
