Cirkus (Studio Run Through)

[Verse 1]
Night: her sable cross, pig tied in diamonds
Cut the chord that had wronged me
Bid me face the east, clothed me in questions
(Humming)

[Verse 2]
Cleaned my feet of mud, followed the empty
Zebra ride to the Cirkus
Past a painted cage, spoke to the paybox
Glove which wrote on my tongue
Pushed me down the stairs to the arena
Megaphonium fanfare
In his cloak of words strode the ringmaster
Bid me join the parade (x3)

[Instrumental: "Entry of the Chameleons"]