My circus train pulls through the night
Full of lions and trapeze artists
I’m done with elephants and clowns

I want to
Run away and join the office


Aimless sister, you’re surrounded
Angel-faced and I’m astounded
How sweet you are


In your long, black American car
And you know just where to find me

If I don’t know who you are
You will remind me


There’s a girl down in the bar
A flaming star upon her shoulder
Slugging hot pink frozen drinks

To put the foot down on her smolder

Easy, cowboy, what’s the rush now?

She may cleave me like a snowplow

All the lazy days are gone

Still the grind is grinding on
Throw the memories in a drawer
Lock myself behind a door