Everybody is a of society Comedy, tragedy, variety Pantomime in the grand tradition Winners and losers the intermission
Girl, I know the world's a That's the poet said But I think our weird Is way my head I'll be Casanova whipping boy If that's you desire But once I start I can't easily
swing on a trapeze I'll through hoops And I'll eat Be a human ball Walk on the high Put on make-up, a wig I'll be your tragic The once you've got me up I easily come down
drive me over the edge of it Can't you see I've got mixed-up Joined the crowd, just to be of it was the start of it
Oh, Now I'm the edge Don't drive me the edge 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 broken down End of
My door neighbour's totally snapped He's gone over the edge playing up barbed wire barricades Around the garden And land mines on the lawn He's barmy According to his He's formed a army
since he got laid off Something inside His wife says he's 'round the twist Now no turning back All night he waits in the shed 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 drive me over the edge Is it yes or is it no? Are you gonna the pledge? The of society are getting to your brain And you to act weird And put me under all strain
But don't me over the edge of it Stop 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, the edge drive me over the edge of it
Everybody is a of society Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville, Pantomime players in the grand Forced into that leave them totally driven
Right the edge