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Poor Sonja
03:14
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Sonja is our contortionist
She hails from northern Spain
The daughter of a ventriloquist
With show business in her veins
Sonja having an affair with Daniels
Our Ringleader of popular fame
She bends and mends to all his needs
Ambition is her game
But you’ll never get the center ring
She’ll never get the prize
No, you’ll never get the wedding ring
When she's caught in his web of lies
Oh, Sonja Can't you see me
I'm Standing Right here, Sonja
Can't you see I love you
I hold him close and sigh
I wish I was the only one
Then he could say goodbye
To his wife with the rising sun
I love him more and more each day
And he tells each time that we’re through
That he’ll send Ann on her way
He says, “I love only you”
But you’ll never get the center ring
She’ll never get the prize
No, you’ll never get the wedding ring
When she's caught in his web of lies
Oh, Sonja Can't you see me
I'm Standing Right here, Sonja
Can't you see I love you
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Jacob’s Wire
02:42
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My name is Jacob and I live by the wire
Over fifty feet up and I’ll raise it higher
Like my brothers before me, I was raised since birth
This is our trade; it’s all that we’re worth
On the high wire I am free
No one can follow me
This is my home inside this dome
Living on the wire
The crowd cheers, “Jacob! Jacob!”
My name is Jacob and I’ll die by the wire
Over a hundred feet up and I’ll raise it even higher
Like my father before me, I was trained since birth
This is my trade; it’s all I’m worth
On the wire I am free
No one can follow me
This is my throne, Until I'm thrown
I'll die by this wire
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Stitches The Clown
03:35
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I paint my face to hide the scars
For I’ve spent twenty years behind bars
Now I’m free I’ll change the earth
Like a phoenix this is my re-birth
I wear this smile with a tear in my eye
For all the ones that I’ve seen die
So I've made it my life’s only mission
To spread joy in the clown tradition
I killed a man; I robbed him blind
And he only had two bits
I stabbed him through, with my bloody knife
Where the hell were my wits
I laugh with the worst of men
And I promised never judge again
The pain worn me so very thin
But we all have joy deep within
I killed a man; I robbed him blind
And he only had two bits
I stabbed him through, with my bloody knife
Where the hell were my wits
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4. |
John The Giant
02:17
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John was born in mid July
To a teenage mother with a glass-eye
Only four pounds, not an once more
Who would care for the son of a whore
At the age of twelve he was six feet tall
Raised in an orphanage in Montreal
He was always so found of the American dream
He spent all his nights hatching his scheme
John the giant, as gentle as can be
Joined our circus at the age of twenty-three
Over eight feet tall and four hundred pounds
He joined my circus in the underground
John the Giant was the best
He followed his dream here to the west
Until the day that he fell ill
Pneumonia took him; it was god’s will
John the giant, as gentle as can be
Joined our circus at the age of twenty-three
Over eight feet tall and four hundred pounds
He joined my circus in the underground
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5. |
Jean-Paul Geek
03:49
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I found myself entranced
By the sights and the sound
With a hop and skip, I danced
All around the merry-go-round
This is it; yes I am done
Mr. Daniels signed me on
On my life has now begun
A geek under the neon
Now I love the cracks, the snaps, and thrill of the spill
I love the Screams, the shouts, and the horrible kill
So everyone beware
When I roll into your town
As the geek I declare
I’ll turn your smile to a frown
Now I love the cracks, the snaps, and thrill of the spill
I love the Screams, the shouts, and the horrible kill
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6. |
Crocodile-Skinned Man
04:34
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I was born covered in scales
My mother she told me I was lucky
For all my sisters were born with tails
My Father he knew I’d be wealthy
When he told me to:
Use it! Use it!
It’s a gift from God
So I signed on with Mr. Daniel’s
To become a star
For I can pay every bill
Thanks to the glorious bizarre
They told me to:
Use it! Use it!
It’s a gift from God
Use it! Use it!
It’s a gift from God
Now Circus has given me everything
It’s where I meet my wife
I gave her my Grandmas Ring
Oh what a wonderful life
‘Cause they told me:
Use it! Use it!
It’s a gift from God
Use it! Use it!
It’s a gift from God
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7. |
Anne The Bearded Beauty
02:50
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Ann’s Skin was like Porcelain
I’ll be the first to admit
She drove men to sin and sin
With legs that wouldn’t quit
Ann's laugh; intoxicating
You would smile at the sound
I am not exaggerating
She is more than renowned
Ann’s tent is right next to mine
She is kind, never snooty
I can only stare at her sign
“Come see the bearded beauty”
Ann’s always left alone
Mr. Daniels is never around
You know reap what you’ve sown
I’ll take what I’ve found
Ann’s lips were soft and sweet
They took me by surprise
Then again she was never discrete
I guess I've won the prize
Ann’s tent is right next to mine
She is kind, never snooty
I can only stare at her sign
“Come see the bearded beauty”
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Myrtle’s Spill
03:14
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Myrtle swung from forty feet high
Like a bird you knew how to fly
Up there no one thought you could die
But you managed to make us cry
Down, down, down, I fell
Down, down, down, I fell
I pulled her in before her death
And with her last dying breath
She sang to me
I heard her sing to me
Please clean up every spill
I refuse to be stains
Please clean me up until
Nothing of me remains
Myrtle swung from the flying trapeze
She always moved with greatest of ease
She was never anything close to a tease
She was showstopper aiming always to please
Down, down, down, I fell
Down, down, down, I fell
And where you weren’t support to drop
I used this bloodied mop
She sang to me
I heard her sing to me
Please clean up every spill
I refuse to be stains
Please clean me up until
Nothing of me remains
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9. |
Vassya the Dog Faced Man
03:21
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It hasn’t rained in sixty days
At least my trailer won’t rust
Black blizzards shower us in haze
My fur is caked with dust
I’m covered in hair, just like my father
But I’m No Wolfman
I’m No Lycan
I am just a man
I miss the cold Russian nights
From when I was just a boy
The Music, the wonder, the lights
But I’m stuck in the damned convoy
I’m covered in hair, just like my brother
But I’m No Wolfman
I’m No Lycan
I am just a man
I was taken so young so far away
And brought to my new abode
I was to be put on display
I can only travel this empty road
I’m covered in hair, just like my mother
But I’m No Wolfman
I’m No Lycan
I am just a man
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10. |
Mr. Daniels
02:49
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Thank you for coming to my show
I hope You've had your fill
You can join us here below
as long as you have the skill
My Name is David D. Daniels
You've already met my circus
A motley crew devils & angels
right here at your service
You've heard secrets, You saw spills,
Through our lyrics, You got chills,
now go home, to your kin,
do not roam, do not sin
So here you are; please take my card
And sign up if you dare
I can tell you that this will be hard
For a gift like this is rare
I only choose the finest of characters
To travel on these dusty trails
You must be able to weather these temperatures
for we don't ride fancy rails
You've heard secrets, You saw spills,
Through our lyrics, You got chills,
now go home, to your kin,
do not roam, do not sin
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El Le Faunt & His Traveling Circus Minneapolis, Minnesota
El Le Faunt & His Traveling Circus is a band from Minneapolis, Minnesota created by Thomas Maddux.
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