Cold and misty morning I heard a borne in the air About an age of power no one had an hour to spare Where the seeds have withered, silent shivering in the cold Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for
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 compassion for who stay
I'll be there, I'll be there, I be there
There must be someone who can set free To take their sorrow from this To help the helpless and the To what's left of humanity
Can't you see, you see, can't you see? I'll be there, be there, I will 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 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 bomb a car Spectacular! Spectacular!
If you me there's a speciality some for you to see Misery, misery. Roll up! Roll up! up! See the show!
upon the bill in our House 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 into that! Get that! Roll up! Roll up! up! See the show!
Welcome back my friends to the that never ends We're so you could attend Come inside! inside! There behind a glass is a blade of grass be as you pass. Move along! along!
inside, the show's about to start guaranteed to your head apart Rest you'll get your money's 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 ....
Soon the Gypsy Queen in a of Vaseline Will perform on a scene! What a scene! Next upon the stand will you please a hand to Alexander's Band Dixieland, Roll up! up! Roll up! See the show!
Performing on a stool 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 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!
Second (Instrumental)
Impression (lyrics: Sinfield, Greg 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 rattles in men's ears And rears its head Dread .... .... in the wind .... Man of steel and kneel With blazing torch Thrust the face of the night; Draws a blade of Kissed by countless jewelled trumpet words blind his sight. Walls no man thought would fall The altars of the Crushed .... .... in the wind ....
No man who flies in my ship DANGER! Let the bridge computer STRANGER! LOAD 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 men have not died in vain, Their graves no flowers The tapes recorded their names.
I am all is NEGATIVE! PRIMITIVE! LIMITED! I LET YOU LIVE! But I gave you WHAT ELSE YOU DO? To do what was I'M PERFECT! ARE