Democratic Circus

Democratic Circus - Talking Heads (傳聲頭樂隊)

Written by：Chris Frantz/David Byrne/Jerry Harrison/Tina Weymouth

Found out this morning

There's a circus coming to town

They drive in cadillacs

Using walkie talkies and the secret service

Their big top

Imitation of life

And all the flags and microphones

We have to cover our eyes

We play the sideshows

And we like the tunnel of love

And when we ride the ferris wheel

We're little children again

And when they're asking for volunteers

We'll be the first ones aboard

And when the ringmaster calls our names

We'll be the first ones to go to sleep

Stealing all our dreams

Dreams for sale

They sell 'em back to you

On with the show

Start the parade

We sand along

Sweep us away

It's political party time

Going down going down coming down

And the celebrities all come out

Coming down coming down coming

The sun is going down

And the dogs are starting to howl

We stay out after dark

Eating cotton candy

And the music's playing

How we all laughed

We split our sides

The cameras flashed

We almost died

The rain's gonna pour on down falling out of the

Sky

Coming down coming down

And the celebrities all run out and the rain's

Coming down coming down

Gonna rain

Gonna rain gonna rain

Gonna rain gonna rain

Rain rain rain

And now I wonder who's boss

And who he's leavin' behind