Cold and misty morning I heard a borne in the air About an age of power where no one had an hour to the seeds have withered, silent children shivering in the cold Now their faces captured in the of the jackals for gold
I'll be there, I'll be there, I be there.
Suffering in silence, all been betrayed They hurt them and they beat in a terrible way for survival at the end of the day There is no compassion for those who
I'll be there, be there, I will be there
must be someone who can set them free To take their from this odyssey To the helpless and the refugees To protect what's of humanity
you see, can't you see, can't you see? I'll be there, I'll be there, I be there To heal their To beg and tomorrow!
Step inside, hello! We've a amazing show! You'll enjoy it all, we know -- inside, come inside. We've got thrills and shocks, supersonic fighting Leave your at the box -- come inside, come inside.
Roll up! up! Roll up! See the show!
Left behind the bars, rows of heads in jars and a bomb a car Spectacular! Spectacular!
If you follow me a speciality tears for you to see Misery, misery. Roll up! up! Roll up! See the show!
Next upon the bill in our House of We've a stripper in a What a thrill! a thrill! And not content that, with our hands behind our backs, We pull from a hat, Get that! Get into that! up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!
Welcome back my to the show that never ends We're so glad you attend Come inside! inside! behind a glass is a real blade of grass be as you pass. along! Move along!
Come inside, the show's to start guaranteed to blow head apart Rest assured you'll get your worth The greatest in Heaven, Hell or Earth. got to see the show, it's a dynamo. You've got to see the show, rock and roll ....
the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of Vaseline Will on guillotine a scene! What a scene! Next upon the stand you please extend a hand to Alexander's Ragtime Dixieland, Roll up! Roll up! up! See the show!
Performing on a stool we've a sight to you drool Seven virgins and a Keep it cool. it cool. like it to be known the exhibits that were shown were our own, All our own. All our own. Come and see the show! and see the show! Come and see the show! See the show!
Impression (Instrumental)
Third (lyrics: Peter Sinfield, Lake)
Man alone, born of Will stamp the dust of His hands strike the of his soul; Ties a to a tree and hangs the Universe the wind of laughter blows cold.
Fear that rattles in men's And its hideous head .... Death .... in the wind .... Man of steel pray and With fever's blazing Thrust into the face of the Draws a blade of by countless Kings Whose trumpet words blind his sight. Walls that no man thought would The altars of the Crushed .... .... in the wind ....
No man who flies in my ship DANGER! Let the computer speak STRANGER! YOUR PROGRAM. I AM YOURSELF. No computer in my way Only blood can my pain Guardians of a new clear Let the of war be drawn.
Rejoice! is ours! Our young men have not in vain, Their graves no flowers The tapes have their names.
I am all is NEGATIVE! PRIMITIVE! LIMITED! I LET YOU LIVE! But I gave you WHAT ELSE YOU DO? To do was right I'M PERFECT! ARE