Upon the Circus Bus
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Lyrics
Tanning beds explode in front of us Angry children begin to cuss All in the same key Sharpening elbows and kicking knees Olives made with concrete pits Sows scrape low hanging tits Chuck Berry wasn't even on the list Eyeliner runs on cherry lips And as we abandon all those who defended us We all know what is waiting for us On the circus bus upon the circus bus The yellow haired wizard won't be coming back Swimming as slow as a wet paper bag The crooked hat on the weird witch's head Is filling with ideas to break our band...
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:20
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 138 BPM