Twisty Bass

The hangman's in the noose,
 The prisoner is loose,
 The wheel has come around,
 And the velvet curtain coming down.
 And I left it there,
 A suitcase on a chair.
 I feel my weight
 And something tells me
 There's a river underground,
 In a place where there's no one to be found.
 And no one came to see
 The oldest show in town
 And no one came to see
 The oldest show in town
 And no one came to see
 The oldest show in town
 Santa's on the cross.
 Innocence is lost.
 The music's in your mind,
 And the windscreen wipers move in time.
 No one came to see
 The oldest show in town
 No one came to see
 The oldest show in town
 And the stranger was a ghost
 The killer was a priest
 Took the first excuse
 Made the madness seem cute lipped
 On your own you'll find your own escape
 There are many ways to choose
 And I don't know which one you should take
 A home is all you want
 On the back of a truck driving down the street
 It doesn't seem so much
 But it's all you need to make your life complete
 No one came to see
 The oldest show in town
 No one came to see
 The oldest show in town
 No one came to see
 The oldest show in town
 No one came to see
 I lean the slightest bit towards you
 White turns into brown, light goes to black
 Your eyes danced in my reflection
 And the horse ate my trousers