If life were fair we'd all be at one
And cotton candy would flow like
Melting snow cones in the sun
While clowns rode in motorbike
Parades at the edge of town
And Buffy said something sharp to Spike
As the sun slid calmly down
On the scene where Madame vents
To the barker who loudly yells
About the hookers in the velvet tents
Wearing dirty red and yellow veils
And some joker would pretend a suicide
While onlooking geeks pulled out their hair
As sick folks outside the circus really died
Thinking, "What's all that fucking noise out there?"