Cold and morning I heard a warning borne in the air About an age of power where no one had an to spare Where the seeds withered, silent children shivering in the cold Now their faces captured in the lenses of the for gold
be there, I'll be there, I will be there.
Suffering in silence, they've all betrayed They hurt them and they beat in a terrible 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 someone who can set free To take their from this odyssey To help the and the refugees To protect what's of humanity
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 amazing show! You'll enjoy it all, we know -- inside, come inside. We've got and shocks, supersonic fighting cocks your hammers at the box -- come inside, come inside.
Roll up! 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! Roll up! up! See the show!
Next upon the in our House of Vaudeville We've a in a till What a thrill! a thrill! And not content that, with our hands behind our backs, We pull from a hat, Get into that! Get that! Roll up! up! Roll up! See the show!
Welcome my friends to the show that never ends We're so glad you could Come inside! inside! behind 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 apart Rest assured you'll get your worth The greatest 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 glaze of perform on guillotine What a scene! a scene! Next upon the stand will you please a hand to Alexander's Ragtime Dixieland, Roll up! Roll up! up! See the show!
Performing on a stool 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 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: Sinfield, Greg Lake)
Man alone, of stone Will stamp the dust of His hands strike the flame of his Ties a rope to a tree and the Universe the wind of laughter blows cold.
Fear that rattles in ears And rears its hideous Dread .... Death .... in the .... Man of pray and kneel With fever's torch Thrust into the face of the Draws a of compassion by countless Kings Whose trumpet words blind his sight. Walls that no man thought would The altars of the Crushed .... .... in the wind ....
No man yields who in my ship DANGER! Let the bridge computer STRANGER! LOAD PROGRAM. I AM YOURSELF. No stands in my way blood can cancel my pain Guardians of a new dawn Let the of war be drawn.
Rejoice! is ours! Our young men have not in vain, Their need no flowers The tapes have recorded names.
I am all is NEGATIVE! PRIMITIVE! LIMITED! I LET YOU LIVE! But I you life WHAT ELSE YOU DO? To do what was I'M PERFECT! ARE