The Venetia Fair
The Performers Tent (Mortus The Bum)
What was that ? Just take a look
It seems we’ve got ourselves a congregation…
Stop that knocking ! All this work and yet they keep from flocking
Every single day in here is all the same to me
But things are looking up… since you’ve arrived…
Places ! Places ! Performers just try and keep these people in their seats !
Up here onlookers - the tight rope rigid, fixed as perfect annulus…
I’ll find the time to breathe when I fall
We’ll get that cleaned up shortly, we’ve got our cemetery in the back
I’ll admit to a rocky start but it must go on !
We’re bound to impress you yet
We’re bound to the acts we’ve always known without the time
Or the drive to leave it behind
So sit down in your seats and watch us work until we can’t stand
We could’ve stood for more than this…
Hey ! Mr.-Show-Me-Something-Splendid - Jocastan Acrobats are ready to perform
Did you ever think I would think you were the only one to want to see them fail ?
Swing swing, one mistake and you die a murderer
The best you can do is pray and to pass them on
Just wait for the human cannonball
He can’t enjoy this place when he’s flying straight over our heads but…
We’re bound to impress you yet
We’re bound to the acts we’ve always known without the time
Or the drive to leave it behind
So sit down in your seats and watch us work until we can’t stand
We could’ve stood for more than this…
If all the jugglers could juggle the jugglers do you think they’d ever hit the ground ?
If one of the jugglers lost faith in the others do you think we’d even hear the sound ?
If all the jugglers could juggle the jugglers do you think they’d ever hit the ground ?
If one of the jugglers lost faith in the others do you think they’d even recognize that…
We’re bound to impress you yet
We’re bound to the acts we’ve always known without the time
Or the drive to leave it behind
So sit down in your seats and watch us work until we can’t stand
We could’ve stood for more than this…
(introducing the human cannonball)
[Mortus The Bum]
Leave the flying to the seeds; we all give up our time eventually
Breathe in each and every word from painted lips
We know you’ll keep these exaggerated features in your head
We know you’ll