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 children in the cold Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for
be there, I'll be there, I will be there.
Suffering in silence, all been betrayed They hurt them and they beat them in a way for survival at the end of the day There is no compassion for those who
I'll be there, I'll be there, I will be
There must be who can set them free To their sorrow from this odyssey To help the and the refugees To protect what's left of
Can't you see, 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! a most amazing show! You'll it all, we know -- come inside, come inside. We've got and shocks, supersonic fighting cocks Leave hammers 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 there's a tears for you to see Misery, misery. Roll up! up! Roll up! See the show!
Next upon the in our House of Vaudeville a stripper in a till What a thrill! a thrill! And not with that, with our hands behind our backs, We Jesus from a hat, Get into that! Get that! up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!
Welcome back my friends to the show that never We're so glad you attend inside! Come inside! There behind a glass is a real blade of be as you pass. along! Move along!
Come inside, the about to start guaranteed to blow your head 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 ....
the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of Vaseline Will perform on a scene! What a scene! Next upon the stand will you please extend a to Alexander's Ragtime Dixieland, Roll up! up! Roll up! See the show!
Performing on a stool we've a to make you drool Seven and a mule Keep it cool. it cool. We'd it to be known the exhibits that were shown were 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 Will the dust of time His hands the flame of his soul; Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the Until the wind of laughter cold.
Fear that rattles in ears And rears its hideous Dread .... Death .... in the .... Man of steel and kneel With fever's torch Thrust into the of the night; a blade of compassion Kissed by Kings jewelled trumpet words blind his sight. Walls that no man thought 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 stands in my way Only blood can my pain Guardians of a new dawn Let the of war be drawn.
Rejoice! is ours! Our men have not died in vain, Their need no flowers The tapes have recorded 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