Everybody is a of society Comedy, tragedy, variety players in the grand tradition Winners and till the intermission
Girl, I know the a stage That's the poet said But I think our weird Is way my head be your Casanova whipping boy If that's what you But I start performing I can't easily
swing on a trapeze I'll through hoops And I'll eat Be a human ball Walk on the wire Put on make-up, a wig I'll be tragic clown The once got me up there I can't come down
Don't drive me over the of it Can't you see I've got mixed-up Joined the crowd, to be part of it That was the of it
Oh, Now I'm over the Don't drive me over the of it Oh,Over the
The world is upside-down dead Economic turmoil, now the is in the red a shadow of its former glory Law and broken down End of
My next door neighbour's snapped He's right over the edge playing up barbed wire barricades Around the hedge And planting land on the lawn He's gone to his wife He's formed a army
since he got laid off Something snapped His wife says he's gone the twist Now there's no back All night he waits in the shed For the enemy to A suburban Dressed up in a union He's the edge
Oh, Over the Don't drive me over the of it
Woman, you are gonna me over the edge Is it yes or is it no? Are you take the pledge? The pressures of society are to your brain And forced you to act And put me under all this
But don't drive me the edge of it Stop while still got emotions the crowd, just to be part of it That was the of it
Oh, now the edge Don't drive me over the of it Oh, the edge Don't me over the edge of it
is a victim of society Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville, Pantomime players in the tradition Forced into roles that leave them totally
Right the edge