When I was a little child I loved it when the circus came to my town Gathered in this great arena All my favorites once a year in my town But my favorite of them all Are the famous flying demons Hear them call high above the great arena We would hold our breath in case theyed fall Fly Fly Fly Fly Gliding through the air in all their glory High High So high Weaving silhouettes before your eyes Fly Fly Fly Fly Will they ever live to tell their story They flew so high on the night the circus came to town Now I have a little child He loves it when the circus comes to town He is filled with great emotion See his face His eyes wide open My son Now the moment has arrived See him look up to the skies High above the great arena Looking up to see the demons fly Fly Fly Fly Fly...
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