Everybody is a victim of Comedy, tragedy, variety Pantomime players in the grand 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 what you desire But I start performing I easily retire
I'll swing on a I'll through hoops And eat fire Be a human ball Walk on the high Put on make-up, a wig I'll be your clown The once got me up there I can't easily down
Don't drive me the edge of it Can't you see got mixed-up emotions? the crowd, just to be part of it That was the of it
Oh, Now I'm the edge Don't drive me the edge of it Oh,Over the
The is turnin' upside-down Civilization's Economic turmoil, now the is in the red Democracy's a shadow of its glory Law and orders broken End of
My next door neighbour's snapped He's gone right over the He's playing up barbed wire the garden hedge And planting land on the lawn He's barmy to his wife He's formed a army
since he got laid off Something inside His wife says gone 'round the twist Now no turning back All night he waits in the garden For the enemy to A vigilante Dressed up in a jack He's over the
Oh, the edge Don't me over the edge of it
Woman, you are gonna me Totally the edge Is it yes or is it no? Are you gonna take the The pressures of society are getting to brain And you to act weird And put me under all this
But don't drive me over the of it while I've still got emotions Joined the crowd, just to be of it That was the of it
Oh, now the edge Don't drive me the edge of it Oh, over the Don't me over the edge of it
is a victim of society Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville, Pantomime players in the grand Forced into roles leave them totally driven
over the edge