Everybody is a of society Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville players in the grand tradition Winners and till the intermission
Girl, I the world's a stage That's what the poet But I think our weird Is way my head I'll be Casanova whipping boy If that's what you But I start performing I can't easily
swing on a trapeze I'll jump hoops And I'll eat Be a human cannon Walk on the wire Put on make-up, a wig I'll be your clown The once got me up there I can't come down
drive me over the edge of it Can't you see I've got emotions? the crowd, just to be part of it That was the of it
Oh, Now I'm over the Don't me over 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 right the edge He's up barbed wire barricades the garden hedge And planting mines on the lawn He's barmy to his wife He's formed a army
Ever since he got off Something snapped His wife he's gone 'round the twist Now there's no turning All night he in the garden shed For the to attack A vigilante up in a union jack He's over the
Oh, the edge Don't drive me 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 forced you to act And put me under all this
But drive me over the edge of it while I've still got emotions Joined the crowd, to be part of it That was the of it
Oh, now over the 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 in the grand tradition Forced into roles leave them totally driven
over the edge