Life in the circus ain't easy   But the folks on the outside don't know   The tent goes up and the tent comes down   And all that they see is the show   And the laides on the horses look so pretty   And the lions are looking real mad   And some of the clowns are happy   And some of the clowns are sad      But underneath   There's another expression   That the makeup isn't making   Life under the big top   It's about freedome   It's about faking   There's an art to the laughter   There's a science   And there's alot of love   And compliance      Welcome to the freakshow   Here we go...      We live to hear the slack-jawed gasping   We live under a halo of held breath   And when the children raise up a giant shield   Of laughter, it's like they're fending of death   And we can make something bigger   Than any of us alone   And then the clowns will take of their makeup   And the people will go home      But life on the outside ain't easy   No sequins, no elephants   No parading around   Yeah, the tent goes up   And the ten comes down   And they're stuck in this fucking town      You need alot of love and compliance      Welcome to the freakshow   Here we go...