Everybody is a of society Comedy, tragedy, variety Pantomime players in the tradition Winners and losers till the
Girl, I know the world's a That's what the poet But I think our weird Is way my head I'll be your Casanova boy If that's you desire But I start performing I easily retire
I'll swing on a I'll through hoops And I'll eat Be a cannon 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 down
Don't me over the edge of it Can't you see I've got mixed-up the crowd, just 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 Democracy's a of its former glory Law and orders broken End of
My next neighbour's totally snapped He's gone right over the He's playing up barbed barricades Around the hedge And planting land mines on the gone barmy According to his He's a secret army
since he got laid off Something inside His wife says he's gone the twist Now no turning back All night he in the garden shed For the enemy to A vigilante Dressed up in a jack He's the edge
Oh, the edge Don't me over the edge 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 getting to brain And forced you to act And put me under all this
But don't me over the edge of it Stop while still got emotions the crowd, just to be part of it That was the of it
Oh, now over the Don't me over the edge of it Oh, the edge Don't drive me the edge of it
Everybody is a of society Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville, players in the grand tradition Forced into roles that leave them totally
Right the edge