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Lyrics for Sealion by Tull Jethro:
| | | Artist: | Tull Jethro |
| | Album: | Warchild | | Track: | Sealion | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 73 | | | | Lyrics: | Over the mountains, and under the sky -
Riding dirty gray horses, go you and I:
Mating
with chance, copulating with mirth -
The sad-glad paymasters (for what it's worth).
The
ice-cream castles are refrigerated:
The super-marketeers are on parade.
There's a golden
handshake hanging round your neck,
As you light your cigarette on the burning
deck.
And you balance the world on the tip of your nose -
Like a SeaLion with a
ball, at the carnival.
You wear a shiny skin and a funny hat -
The Almighty Animal
Trainer lets it go at that.
You bark ever-so-slightly at the Trainer's gun,
With you
whiskers melting in the noon-day sun.
You flip and you flop under the Big White Top
Where
the long-legged ring-mistress starts and stops.
But you know, after all, the act is wearing
thin -
As the crowd grows uneasy and the boos begin.
But you balance the world on
the tip of your nose -
You're a SeaLion with a ball, at the carnival.
Just a trace
of pride upon our fixed grins -
For there is no Business like the Show we're in.
There is
no reason, no rhyme, no right
To leave the circus 'til we've said good-night.
The same
performance, in the same old way;
It's the same old story to this Passion Play.
So we'll
shoot the moon, and hope to call the tune -
And make no pin cushion of this big
balloon.
Look how we balance the world on the tips of our noses
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