A scream-like laughter echoes in your head
As the cross-eyed dancers are capering
They flash by you with twisted smiles

Spinning around in odour, warm, repulsive, sickening

Been following this grotesque show

Could never comprehend
Seeing things clearer when standing aside
Through the phony gestures, plays of pretend


Bunch of sheep in wolves' clothing


You let them guide you, lead you astray
Herb of warped minds, you put them in control
'Til reality faded ...away


Seeing things clearer when standing aside
Through the phony gestures, plays of pretend


Growing urge to reject the delusion
Of the old world, safe and fake

Years of surrender, living an illusion
A freak show you can escape