Welcome to the freak show, you get a front row seat
To witness the end, of civilization
The grim decline, and rempant decay
All point the way, to our extinction
Now we Circle the Drain, down, down we all go
Now we Circle the Drain, all of our struggles in vain
The evil and hatred, that grows from relision
Gives the illusion, of infinite wisdom
We all pay, the penalty of living
While the ownership class, does all the taking
Now we Circle the Drain, down, down we all go
Now we Circle the Drain, all of our struggles in vain
The circles get smaller and smaller
The circles go faster and faster
The circles get smaller and smaller
The circles go faster and faster... FASTER
[Guitar Solo]
In the spiral vortex, we still cling to life
Swirling ever downward, to what waits below
With a ticket to the freak show
You get a front row seat
To witness the end, our fatal climax
The circles get smaller and smaller
The circles go faster and faster
The circles get smaller and smaller
The circles go faster and faster... FASTER
Now we Circle the Drain, down, down we all go
Now we Circle the Drain, all of our struggles in vain
Now we Circle the Drain
All of our struggles in vain