Cold and morning 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, children shivering in the cold Now faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold
I'll be there, be there, I will be there.
Suffering in silence, they've all betrayed They hurt them and they them in a terrible way Praying for at the end of the day There is no compassion for those who
be there, I'll be there, I will be there
There be someone who can set them free To take sorrow from this odyssey To help the helpless and the To what's 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 their To beg and tomorrow!
Step inside, hello! We've a amazing show! You'll enjoy it all, we -- come inside, come inside. We've got thrills and shocks, supersonic fighting Leave your at the box -- come inside, come inside.
Roll up! Roll up! up! See the show!
behind the bars, rows of Bishops' heads in jars and a inside 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 upon the bill in our House of 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 that! Get into that! up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!
Welcome back my to the show that never ends We're so you could attend Come inside! inside! behind a glass is a real blade of grass be as you pass. along! Move along!
Come inside, the show's to start guaranteed to your head apart Rest assured you'll get your money's The greatest show in Heaven, or Earth. You've got to see the show, a dynamo. got to see the show, it's rock and roll ....
Soon the Gypsy Queen in a of Vaseline Will on guillotine a scene! What a scene! Next upon the stand you please extend a hand to Ragtime Band Dixieland, up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!
Performing on a stool a sight to make you drool virgins and a mule Keep it cool. it cool. like it to be known 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!
Impression (Instrumental)
Third (lyrics: Peter Sinfield, Lake)
Man alone, of stone stamp the dust of time His hands strike the flame of his Ties a rope to a tree and the Universe Until the wind of blows cold.
Fear that rattles in men's And rears its head Dread .... Death .... in the .... Man of steel and kneel fever's blazing torch Thrust into the face of the Draws a of compassion Kissed by countless Whose jewelled words blind his sight. that no man thought would fall The altars of the Crushed .... Dust .... in the ....
No man yields who flies in my DANGER! Let the bridge computer STRANGER! LOAD PROGRAM. I AM YOURSELF. No computer in my way Only blood can my pain of a new clear dawn Let the of war be drawn.
Rejoice! is ours! Our young men have not in vain, graves need no flowers The have recorded their names.
I am all is NEGATIVE! PRIMITIVE! LIMITED! I LET YOU LIVE! But I gave you WHAT ELSE YOU DO? To do was right I'M PERFECT! ARE