Cold and misty I heard a warning borne in the air an age of power where no one had an hour to spare Where the seeds have withered, silent 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.
in silence, they've all been betrayed They hurt them and beat them in a terrible way for survival at the end of the day There is no for those who stay
I'll be there, I'll be there, I be there
There must be someone who can set them To take their sorrow from this To help the and the refugees To what's left of humanity
Can't you see, can't you see, you see? I'll be there, be there, I will 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 hammers at the box -- come inside, inside.
Roll up! Roll up! up! See the show!
Left behind the bars, of Bishops' heads in jars and a inside a car Spectacular! Spectacular!
If you follow me there's a some for you to see Misery, misery. up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!
Next the bill in our House of Vaudeville a stripper in a till What a thrill! a thrill! And not content that, with our hands behind our backs, We Jesus from a hat, Get that! Get into that! Roll up! Roll up! 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 blade of grass be as you pass. along! Move along!
Come inside, the about to start to blow your head apart Rest assured you'll get your 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 and roll ....
Soon the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of Will on guillotine What a scene! a scene! upon the stand will you please extend a hand to Ragtime Band Dixieland, up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!
Performing on a stool we've a sight to you drool Seven and a mule Keep it cool. it cool. We'd like it to be known the 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, of stone Will stamp the dust of His hands strike the flame of his Ties a to a tree and hangs the Universe Until the wind of blows cold.
Fear that rattles in ears And rears its head Dread .... .... in the wind .... Man of pray and kneel With fever's blazing Thrust the face of the night; Draws a of compassion by countless Kings Whose jewelled words blind his sight. that no man thought would fall The of the just Crushed .... Dust .... in the ....
No man yields who in my ship DANGER! Let the computer speak STRANGER! LOAD PROGRAM. I AM YOURSELF. No computer in my way Only can cancel my pain Guardians of a new dawn Let the of war be drawn.
Rejoice! is ours! Our men have not died in vain, Their graves no flowers The tapes have recorded names.
I am all is NEGATIVE! PRIMITIVE! LIMITED! I LET YOU LIVE! But I gave you ELSE COULD YOU DO? To do what was I'M PERFECT! ARE