Circus
Tightwalkin's a bitch, ditch
That one any day
I say, gonna switch today
Juggling, brings less panic, right
One screw-up won't mean I fall through the sky
Juggle balls, y'all, I won't let 'em fall
They're small, doll, bought them at the mall
Now excuse me, gotta see Flip
Crazy clown gonna teach me that acrobat shit

Jump off the floor, floor
Land on my hands
And then handwalk, walk
Right to the stands
Then sing a song, song
By a famous band
And then show off, off
To please the fans

Backflip, the crowd goes wild
Old trick, but never mild
Fall flat, they'll laugh, don't mind
Don't panic, keep a smile
Oh-oh oh-oh
Backflips, I jump so high
Trapeze guys in the sky
Will catch me, then I'll fly
Get dropped
I'd best hope that the net'll catch me
Better hope that the net'll catch me
Hope to God that the net'll catch me

Jump through the looptie-swooptie-hoop
I pwn that
Hope it won't catch upon my gut
Or my nads
But I'll do it all, dressed in these damn tights
Colours bright, and really damn tight
Tell if I'm Jewish or not

Now all the people in the crowd gotta pay, pay, pay
Fork cash for them tickets, and the cost is great
Don't piss off the freaks, man, have you seen Freaks?
Poor old Cleopatra, now the chicken-lady

Leap off the floor, floor
People in the stands
They all want more, more
And that they'll have

Backflips, frontflips and sides
Crowd can't believe their eyes
Almost seems that I fly
Practice has paid off nice
Oh-oh oh-oh
Backflips seem basic, why
Does the crowd go so wild
The simple reason why
It works
Less pretentious than Cirque Du Soleil
So over-the-big-top that it's lame
Our simple tricks still get lots of praise

Backflips, they are my life
Could do without the tights
Trip and hit clowns, that's fine
The crowd still laughs, all right
Oh-oh oh-oh
Backflips, they may seem trite
Still sends my spirits high
To see the people smile
When I
Flip twenty times and still don't throw up
Flip forty times and still I stand up
One hundred times and now my time's up