Full of lions and trapeze artists

I'm done with elephants and clowns

I want to

Run away and join the office



Aimless sister, you're surrounded

Angel-faced and I'm astounded

How sweet you are



In your long, black American car

And you know just where to find me

If I don't know who you are

You will remind me



There's a girl down in the bar

A flaming star upon her shoulder

Slugging hot pink frozen drinks

To put the foot down on her smolder



Easy, cowboy, what's the rush now?

She may cleave me like a snowplow



All the lazy days are gone

Still the grind is grinding on

Throw the memories in a drawer

Lock myself behind a door