The Average Circus
by Rabid Garfunkel

This is the average circus
Where living is a crime
This is the average circus
And we're all on borrowed time

Walking down the street
With a gun in my hand
Things never seem to work out
Just the way you planned

Steal from the rich
And give to the poor
It don't make no difference
'Cause they always want some more

Try to do the right thing
But it always end up wrong
I guess it doesn't matter
'Cause you won't be here for long

Standing at the counter
Pointing at his head
He just stares with cold dead eyes
His life he never led

(mylar+comb kazoo-thing raspberry)
This is the average circus
Where living is a crime
This is the average circus
And we're all on borrowed time
And we're all on borrowed time
We're all on borrowed time
We're all on borrowed time
We're all on borrowed time