Cold and misty morning I heard a borne in the air About an age of power where no one had an hour to Where the seeds withered, silent children shivering in the cold Now faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold
I'll be there, I'll be there, I be there.
Suffering in silence, all been betrayed They them and they beat them in a terrible way for survival at the end of the day There is no for those who stay
be there, I'll be there, I will be there
There must be someone who can set free To their sorrow from this odyssey To the helpless and the refugees To what's left of humanity
Can't you see, you see, can't you see? I'll be there, I'll be there, I be there To heal sorrow To beg and tomorrow!
Step inside, hello! We've a amazing show! enjoy it all, we know -- come inside, come inside. We've got and shocks, supersonic fighting cocks Leave your at the box -- come inside, come inside.
Roll up! Roll up! up! See the show!
Left the bars, rows of Bishops' heads in jars and a inside a car Spectacular! Spectacular!
If you me there's a speciality some for you to see Misery, misery. up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!
Next upon the bill in our House of We've a stripper in a a thrill! What a thrill! And not content with that, with our behind our backs, We pull Jesus a hat, Get that! Get into that! up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!
Welcome back my friends to the show that ends We're so glad you could Come inside! inside! There behind a is a real blade of grass be as you pass. along! Move along!
Come inside, the about to start to blow your head apart Rest you'll get your money's worth The greatest in Heaven, Hell or Earth. You've got to see the show, a dynamo. You've got to see the show, it's rock and ....
the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of Vaseline Will perform on What a scene! a scene! Next upon the stand you please extend a hand to Alexander's Band Dixieland, up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!
Performing on a we've a sight to make you drool Seven and a mule Keep it cool. it cool. We'd like it to be the exhibits that were shown exclusively our own, All our own. All our own. Come and see the show! Come and see the show! and see the show! See the show!
Impression (Instrumental)
Third (lyrics: Peter Sinfield, Lake)
Man alone, born of stamp the dust of time His hands the flame of his soul; Ties a rope to a tree and 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 and kneel With blazing torch into the face of the night; Draws a of compassion Kissed by Kings Whose jewelled trumpet words his sight. that no man thought would fall The of the just Crushed .... Dust .... in the ....
No man yields who flies in my DANGER! Let the bridge computer STRANGER! LOAD PROGRAM. I AM YOURSELF. No computer in my way Only can cancel my pain of a new clear dawn Let the of war be drawn.
Rejoice! is ours! Our young men have not in vain, graves need no flowers The have recorded their names.
I am all is NEGATIVE! PRIMITIVE! LIMITED! I LET YOU LIVE! But I gave you WHAT COULD YOU DO? To do was right I'M PERFECT! ARE