Circus maximus   Daily dues   You’re going to rue the day you lose      Hold the candle first   And slate it if it doesn't hurt   This is an invitation   To let the playground burn      I never said that I would   Just stay still   Just stay put      Sociopathically minded man   On the path to pathogen   Are we spreadeagled in your plans?   What when time becomes a tide on your hands?      Hold the candle first   And slate it if it doesn't hurt   This is an invitation   To let the playground burn      I never said that I would   Just stay still   Just stay put      You’ve got a lot to sell   Gawky and unwell   You’ve never seen hell      Now break me off the gold   I’m feeling undersold   Good lord, I’m getting old!      Now those idiots just get fenced in   Just get fenced in    And the cry goes all about –       Toys out!   Toys out!