[Verse 1] Sparks fly from The Whip Amidst screams of anticipation The music from the carousel Competes with the generators The fairgrounds happed in mist Its a tired and a faded creation From the boxing booth a cheer Another hero in the making [Chorus] So its seconds out, spit in the pail Rise to your feet, start swingin til the bell If the pipes were playin, it would be The Ladies from Hell Youre a son of the circus, my son Youre a son of the circus, my son You dont throw in the towel [Verse 2] If your life is spent on the ropes Across a canvas broad and bloody Even a child knows winnin and hope Lasts longer than love and money Baitin the bear like bees around the ring Its been a long time since you felt their sting Too old and too proud to learn to stay down Whats a few more fights in a few more towns [Chorus] So its seconds out, spit in the pail Rise to your feet, start swingin til the bell If the pipes were playin, it would be The Ladies from Hell Youre a son of the circus, my son Youre a son of the circus, my son You dont know how to fail [Bridge] My fathers hand in mind His face in cool appraisal Cant square with the man That sits across the kitchen table [Verse 3] Sparks fly from The Whip Amidst screams of anticipation The music from the carousel Competes with the generators The fairgrounds happed in mist Its a tired and a faded creation From the boxing booth a cheer Another hero takes a beating [Chorus] So its seconds out, spit in the pail Rise to your feet, start swingin til the bell If the pipes were playin, it would be The Ladies from Hell Youre a son of the circus, my son Youre a son of the circus, my son Well, its seconds out, spit in the pail Rise to your feet, start swingin til the bell If the pipes were playin, it would be The Ladies from Hell You dont throw in the towel, oh no You dont know how to fail Youre a son of the circus, my son Youre a son of the circus, my son
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