Singer:bowie, david
life is a circus
it's not a fair
life is a hard road
when you're not there
at the fair
friends come to see me
to see the show
(to help my friend and foe
i'll let them fight me down)
when will they realise?
the circus must go
to defend
papa
he talks to me
don't dry your arm
gets deep inside you
does you real harm
don't you care?
high tight-rope walker
stands straight and tall
don't lose your balance
from way to home
crowds don't care