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 withered, silent children shivering in the cold Now their faces 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 been They hurt them and they them in a terrible way for survival at the end of the day There is no compassion for who stay
I'll be there, I'll be there, I be there
must be someone who can set them free To take sorrow from this odyssey To help the and the refugees To protect what's left of
Can't you see, can't you see, you see? be there, I'll be there, I will be there To their 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 thrills and shocks, supersonic fighting Leave your hammers at the box -- inside, come inside.
up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!
Left behind the bars, rows of Bishops' in jars and a bomb a car Spectacular! Spectacular!
If you me there's a speciality tears for you to see Misery, misery. Roll up! up! Roll up! See the show!
Next the bill in our House of Vaudeville We've a in a till 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 inside! Come inside! There a glass is a real blade of grass be as you pass. along! Move along!
Come inside, the show's about to guaranteed to blow your head Rest assured you'll get money's worth The show in Heaven, Hell 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 of Vaseline perform on guillotine What a scene! a scene! upon the stand will you please extend a hand to Ragtime Band Dixieland, Roll up! Roll up! up! See the show!
on a stool we've a sight to make you drool Seven virgins and a it cool. Keep it cool. We'd like it to be known the exhibits that shown exclusively 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)
Third (lyrics: Peter Sinfield, Lake)
Man alone, born of Will stamp the dust of His hands the flame of his soul; Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the Until the wind of blows cold.
Fear that rattles in ears And rears its head .... Death .... in the wind .... Man of steel pray and With blazing torch Thrust into the face of the Draws a of compassion Kissed by Kings Whose trumpet words blind his sight. Walls that no man would fall The altars of the Crushed .... Dust .... in the ....
No man yields who in my ship DANGER! Let the bridge 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 young men not died in vain, Their graves need no 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