Ringling Road
Train rolls in at a 10:00 a.m.
Kill the lamb for the lion, find some water for the elephants
The monkey on my shoulder got a monkey on his back
Could I bum a cigarette? He done smoked my last pack
Put up the big top, throw down the sawdust
We don't open 'til tomorrow, so step right up
We got beer for the bearded lady
And the Siamese twins are into opium
And the trapeze guys are all high on cocaine
That they bought from a guy that used to drive the train
We got water for the elephants
Everybody knows the greatest party on earth
Is the circus down on Ringling Road
Well, the tattoo man is makin' out with snake-lady
Just to piss off the human cannonball that she'd been dating
The clown got wasted, now, he's throwing his shoes
At a bear on a bike with the bottle of booze
The tightrope walker is too damn high
Welcome to a freak-show Friday night
We got beer for the bearded lady
And the Siamese twins are into opium
And the trapeze guys are all high on cocaine
That they bought from a guy that used to drive the train
We got water for the elephants
Everybody knows the greatest party on earth
Is the circus down on Ringling Road
Ringling Road
Down on Ringling Road
We got beer for the bearded lady
And the Siamese twins are into opium
And the trapeze guys are all high on cocaine
That they bought from a guy that used to drive the train
We got beer for the bearded lady
And the Siamese twins are into opium
And the trapeze guys are all high on cocaine
That they bought from a guy that used to drive the train
We got water for the elephants
Everybody knows the greatest party on earth
Is the circus down on Ringling Road
(Ain't once appreciated-)
(You know-, garbage-)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Will you care to go?)
Kill the lamb for the lion, find some water for the elephants
The monkey on my shoulder got a monkey on his back
Could I bum a cigarette? He done smoked my last pack
Put up the big top, throw down the sawdust
We don't open 'til tomorrow, so step right up
We got beer for the bearded lady
And the Siamese twins are into opium
And the trapeze guys are all high on cocaine
That they bought from a guy that used to drive the train
We got water for the elephants
Everybody knows the greatest party on earth
Is the circus down on Ringling Road
Well, the tattoo man is makin' out with snake-lady
Just to piss off the human cannonball that she'd been dating
The clown got wasted, now, he's throwing his shoes
At a bear on a bike with the bottle of booze
The tightrope walker is too damn high
Welcome to a freak-show Friday night
We got beer for the bearded lady
And the Siamese twins are into opium
And the trapeze guys are all high on cocaine
That they bought from a guy that used to drive the train
We got water for the elephants
Everybody knows the greatest party on earth
Is the circus down on Ringling Road
Ringling Road
Down on Ringling Road
We got beer for the bearded lady
And the Siamese twins are into opium
And the trapeze guys are all high on cocaine
That they bought from a guy that used to drive the train
We got beer for the bearded lady
And the Siamese twins are into opium
And the trapeze guys are all high on cocaine
That they bought from a guy that used to drive the train
We got water for the elephants
Everybody knows the greatest party on earth
Is the circus down on Ringling Road
(Ain't once appreciated-)
(You know-, garbage-)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra, ra-ta, ta-ra-ra-ra)
(Will you care to go?)
Credits
Writer(s): William Green, Ross Cooper, Randall Snowden
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