Cirkus Malcolm

Malcolm, the circus
The one-man show is in town, in town
Malcolm, the black sheep
The black sheep is tearing it down, down, down

In a pile of trash, you withered away
In an ocean of bottles, you drifted astray
And your own flesh and blood
Had to clean up the mess you made
Baby, girl on your mind, on your mind

Malcolm, the circus
Step right up, step right up
Malcolm, the alien
Welcome the alien to land

The last art exhibition made all of us cry
The last art exhibition made all of us wonder why
Why you didn't even try
Why you didn't even try

In a pile of trash, you withered away
In an ocean of bottles, you drifted astray
And your own flesh and blood
Had to clean up the mess you made
Baby, girl on your mind, on your mind

Father and daughter singing the blues
The blues of the night
Father and daughter singing the blues
The blues of the night



Credits
Writer(s): Marius Drogsaas Hagen, Simen Schikulski, Bjarne Alexander Ryen Berg Berg, Uno Moeller Christiansen, Simen Sandbaek Skari, Ina Elida Inman Tjoerve, Julie Ofelia Ostrem Ossum
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