IÔÇÖm gonna change my immediate circle of friends
IÔÇÖm gonna run away and join the circus, oh yeah
TheyÔÇÖve been leading me around in circles
Round and round
IÔÇÖm gonna change my immediate circle of friends
In my darkest hour of need
They all become make-believe
And they pretend that they are sleeping
I raise my game as the stakes stack higher, higher
You cry wolf like youÔÇÖre the town crier, cry girl
The queen of clubs drinks in pubs on days off, over
Swills down dregs, drags on duck arsed cigarettes
In my darkest hour of need
They all become make-believe
And they pretend that they are sleeping
IÔÇÖm gonna change my immediate circle of friends
IÔÇÖm gonna run away and join the circus, oh yeah
IÔÇÖll be assistant to the blind knife thrower
Better that than being factory fodder order
In my darkest hour of need
They all become make-believe
And they pretend that they are sleeping
