Everybody is a victim of Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville players in the grand tradition Winners and losers till the
Girl, I the world's a stage That's the poet said But I our weird relationship Is way my head I'll be your whipping boy If that's what you But once I start I can't retire
I'll on a trapeze I'll jump through And I'll eat Be a human ball Walk on the wire Put on make-up, a wig be your tragic clown The you've got me up there I can't easily come
Don't drive me over the of it Can't you see got mixed-up emotions? Joined the crowd, just to be of it was the start of it
Oh, Now I'm the edge Don't drive me over the of it Oh,Over the
The world is turnin' Civilization's turmoil, now the world is in the red Democracy's a of its former glory Law and orders down End of
My next door neighbour's snapped He's gone right over the He's playing up wire barricades the garden hedge And land mines on the lawn He's barmy According to his He's a secret army
Ever since he got off inside snapped His wife says he's gone the twist Now no turning back All night he waits in the shed For the to attack A suburban Dressed up in a jack He's the edge
Oh, the edge Don't drive me over the of it
Woman, you are drive me over the edge Is it yes or is it no? Are you take the pledge? The pressures of society are getting to brain And forced you to act And put me under all this
But drive me over the edge of it Stop while I've still got Joined the crowd, just to be of it was the start of it
Oh, now the edge drive me over the edge of it Oh, over the drive me over the edge of it
Everybody is a victim of Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville, players in the grand tradition Forced into roles that leave them driven
Right the edge