Everybody is a victim of Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville Pantomime players in the tradition Winners and losers till the
Girl, I the world's a stage That's the poet said But I think our weird Is way my head I'll be Casanova whipping boy If that's you desire But once I performing I easily retire
swing on a trapeze I'll jump through And I'll eat Be a human cannon on the high wire Put on make-up, a wig be your tragic clown The once got me up there I can't come down
Don't drive me the edge of it Can't you see I've got mixed-up Joined the crowd, just to be of it was the start of it
Oh, Now I'm the edge drive me over the edge of it Oh,Over the
The world is upside-down dead Economic turmoil, now the is in the red a shadow of its former glory Law and orders broken End of
My next door neighbour's snapped He's right over the edge playing up barbed wire barricades Around the hedge And land mines on the lawn gone barmy According to his He's formed a army
Ever since he got off Something inside His says he's gone 'round the twist Now there's no back All he waits in the garden shed For the enemy to A vigilante Dressed up in a jack He's the edge
Oh, the edge Don't drive me the edge of it
Woman, you are gonna me Totally the edge Is it yes or is it no? Are you take the pledge? The pressures of society are getting to brain And you to act weird And put me under all this
But don't drive me over the of it Stop I've still got emotions the crowd, just to be part of it That was the of it
Oh, now over the Don't drive me over the of it Oh, the edge Don't drive me the edge of it
Everybody is a of society Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville, players in the grand tradition Forced into that leave them totally driven
Right over the