UNFAIRGROUND
It catches fire at midnight
it leaves the room for doubt but everything's so well defined there's only one way out. and all the girls are on tonight the coloured wheels all spin you're more aware than ever before you need a prize to win and all the funfairs will have one that is the usual theme no secret Jack in this box to help the pain within. quiet country roads and trees birds sing from a cage you understand you just lost one you step outside your rage and what's left to believe in? the children in the lake? I didn't see them go under let's try another take. pass me the bottle baby one day you'll understand we almost make the same mistakes and hold each other's hands. take this particular shade of grey just for a change I shout there's nothing in this fairground that couldn't be left out. there isn't much left to show you maybe the tunnel of love who knows we'll be there forever just like the stars above. |
Kevin Ayers: The Unfairground (2007) (Link)
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