I Want Out Of The Circus

Now I, I want out of the circus Since the girl in the blue sparkly dress On one knee I confessed Put an end to that exchange of glances Now I, I want out of the circus That old gang of dwarves Sometimes they're down right feral When they, they've been around that old beer barrel Now my tale, it's too ordinary for anyone to care at all Not like the man repeatedly struck by lightning When he bears his scars, we all know When he bears his scars, he is a star