Everybody is a of society Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville Pantomime players in the grand and losers till the intermission
Girl, I the world's a stage what the poet said But I think our relationship Is way my head be your Casanova whipping boy If what you desire But once I performing I can't retire
I'll swing on a I'll jump through And eat fire Be a human ball Walk on the high Put on make-up, a wig I'll be your tragic The you've got me up there I can't easily come
Don't me over 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 drive me over the of it Oh,Over the
The is turnin' upside-down Civilization's turmoil, now the world is in the red Democracy's a shadow of its glory Law and orders broken End of
My next neighbour's totally snapped He's gone right over the He's playing up barbed wire the garden hedge And planting mines on the lawn gone barmy According to his He's formed a army
since he got laid off Something inside His wife says gone 'round the twist Now there's no back All he waits in the garden shed For the to attack A vigilante up in a union jack He's over the
Oh, Over the 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 take the pledge? The of society are getting to your brain And you to act weird And put me all this strain
But don't drive me over the of it while I've still got emotions 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, over the Don't me over the edge of it
Everybody is a victim of Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville, Pantomime players in the grand Forced into that leave them totally driven
over the edge