Cold and misty I heard a warning borne in the air About an age of where no one had an hour to spare Where the seeds have withered, silent children 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, they've all betrayed hurt them and they beat them in a terrible way Praying for at the end of the day There is no for those who stay
I'll be there, I'll be there, I will be
must be someone who can set them free To take their sorrow this odyssey To help the and the refugees To protect left of humanity
Can't you see, can't you see, can't you I'll be there, I'll be there, I be there To heal sorrow To beg and tomorrow!
Step inside, hello! We've a most show! You'll enjoy it all, we know -- inside, come inside. We've got and shocks, supersonic fighting cocks Leave your hammers at the box -- come inside, inside.
up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!
Left behind the bars, of Bishops' heads in jars and a bomb a car Spectacular! Spectacular!
If you follow me there's a tears for you to see Misery, misery. Roll up! Roll up! up! See the show!
Next upon the bill in our of Vaudeville We've a in a till a thrill! What a thrill! And not content with that, our hands 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 never so glad you could attend Come inside! inside! There behind a glass is a real blade of be as you pass. Move along! along!
inside, the show's about to start guaranteed to your head apart Rest assured get your money's worth The greatest show in Heaven, or Earth. got to see the show, it's a dynamo. You've got to see the show, it's rock and ....
Soon the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of perform on guillotine What a scene! a scene! Next upon the stand will you extend a hand to Alexander's Ragtime Dixieland, up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!
Performing on a we've a sight to make you drool virgins 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, of stone Will stamp the dust of His hands strike the flame of his Ties a rope to a tree and the Universe Until the of laughter blows cold.
that rattles in men's ears And rears its head Dread .... Death .... in the .... Man of steel and kneel With fever's torch into the face of the night; Draws a of compassion by countless Kings Whose trumpet words blind his sight. Walls that no man would fall The of the just Crushed .... Dust .... in the ....
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, graves need no flowers The tapes recorded their names.
I am all is NEGATIVE! PRIMITIVE! LIMITED! I LET YOU LIVE! But I gave you WHAT COULD YOU DO? To do what was I'M PERFECT! ARE