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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeThe Democratic Circus
Found out this morningThere's a circus coming to townThey drive in CadillacsUsing walkie-talkies, and the Secret ServiceTheir big topImitation of lifeAnd all the flags and microphonesWe have to cover our eyesWe play the sideshowsAnd we like the tunnel of loveAnd when we ride the ferris wheelWe're little children againAnd when they're asking for volunteersWe'll be the first ones aboardAnd when the ringmaster calls our namesWe'll be the first ones to go ... to sleepStealing all our dreamsDreams for saleThey sell 'em back to youOn with the showStart the paradeWe sand alongSweep us awayIt's political party timeGoing down, going downAnd the celebrities all come outComing down, coming down, coming...The sun is going downAnd the dogs are starting to howlWe stay out after darkEating cotton candyAnd the music's playing...How we all laughed!We split our sidesThe cameras flashedWe almost died!The rain's gonna pour on down, falling out of the skyComing down, coming downAnd the celebrities all run out, and the rain'sComing down, coming downGonna rain,Gonna rain, gonna rainGonna rain, gonna rain,Rain, rainRain, rainAnd now I wonder who's boss
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