Everybody is a victim of Comedy, tragedy, variety Pantomime players in the tradition Winners and losers till the
Girl, I know the world's a what the poet said But I our weird relationship Is way above my I'll be Casanova whipping boy If that's what you But once I performing I can't retire
I'll on a trapeze jump through hoops And I'll eat Be a human ball Walk on the wire Put on make-up, a wig be your tragic clown The you've got me up there I can't easily come
Don't drive me the edge of it Can't you see I've got emotions? Joined the crowd, to be part of it That was the of it
Oh, Now I'm the edge Don't me over the edge of it Oh,Over the
The is turnin' upside-down dead Economic turmoil, now the is in the red Democracy's a shadow of its former Law and orders down End of
My next door neighbour's snapped He's gone over the edge playing up barbed wire barricades Around the garden And planting mines on the lawn He's gone According to his He's formed a secret
Ever since he got off Something inside His wife says he's gone 'round the Now there's no turning All night he waits in the garden For the enemy to A suburban Dressed up in a union He's the edge
Oh, the edge Don't drive me the edge of it
Woman, you are drive me Totally over the Is it yes or is it no? Are you gonna take the The of society are getting to your brain And you to act weird And put me under all this
But drive me over the edge of it Stop while I've still got Joined the crowd, to be part of it That was the of it
Oh, now the edge drive me over the edge of it Oh, the edge Don't drive me over the of it
Everybody is a victim of Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville, Pantomime players in the grand Forced into roles that leave them driven
Right the edge