Cold and misty morning I a warning borne in the air About an age of power where no one had an to spare Where the seeds have withered, silent children in the cold Now their faces in the lenses of the jackals for gold
I'll be there, I'll be there, I be there.
Suffering in silence, they've all betrayed They hurt them and they beat in a terrible way Praying for at the end of the day There is no for those who stay
I'll be there, I'll be there, I be there
There must be someone who can set them To take their from this odyssey To help the and the refugees To protect what's of humanity
you see, can't you see, can't you see? I'll be there, be there, I will be there To heal their To beg and tomorrow!
Step inside, hello! We've a amazing show! You'll enjoy it all, we know -- inside, come inside. We've got thrills and shocks, fighting cocks your hammers at the box -- come inside, come inside.
Roll up! up! Roll up! See the show!
Left behind the bars, rows of Bishops' in jars and a bomb a car Spectacular! Spectacular!
If you me there's a speciality some for you to see Misery, misery. Roll up! Roll up! up! See the show!
Next upon the bill in our House of a stripper in a till What a thrill! a thrill! And not content with that, with our behind our backs, We Jesus from a hat, Get that! Get into that! Roll up! up! Roll up! See the show!
Welcome back my friends to the that never ends so glad you could attend Come inside! inside! There behind a glass is a real blade of be as you pass. Move along! along!
Come inside, the show's to start guaranteed to blow your apart Rest you'll get your money's worth The greatest in Heaven, Hell or Earth. got to see the show, it's a dynamo. You've got to see the show, rock and roll ....
the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of Vaseline Will perform on a scene! What a scene! Next upon the stand you please extend a hand to Alexander's Band Dixieland, Roll up! up! Roll up! See the show!
on a stool we've a sight to make you drool Seven virgins and a Keep it cool. it cool. We'd like it to be known the exhibits were shown exclusively our own, All our own. All our own. Come and see the show! Come and see the show! and see the show! See the show!
Second (Instrumental)
Impression (lyrics: Peter Sinfield, Lake)
Man alone, born of stamp the dust of time His hands strike the flame of his a rope to a tree and hangs the Universe Until the of laughter blows cold.
that rattles in men's ears And its hideous head Dread .... Death .... in the .... Man of steel and kneel fever's blazing torch Thrust into the of the night; a blade of compassion Kissed by countless Whose jewelled trumpet words his sight. that no man thought would fall The of the just Crushed .... .... in the wind ....
No man who flies in my ship DANGER! Let the bridge speak STRANGER! YOUR PROGRAM. I AM YOURSELF. No stands in my way blood can cancel my pain Guardians of a new dawn Let the of war be drawn.
Rejoice! is ours! Our young men have not in vain, Their graves no flowers The tapes have their names.
I am all is NEGATIVE! PRIMITIVE! LIMITED! I LET YOU LIVE! But I gave you WHAT COULD YOU DO? To do what was I'M PERFECT! ARE