Twinkling lights come into view as the night swallows the day We listen for the sounds, the screams, the fear and the funto guide us on our way The barker shouts, into his megaphone, “ Step right up and gather ‘round Two nickels buys a ticket, the Carnival’s in town!” Chorus:We’re going ‘round, ‘round, ‘round, wheels on the wall Round, round, round, we’re not gonna fall Round, round, round, we’re all living for another day We’ll ride another day We’re not here for the cotton candy, we’re here for the gasoline Were waiting for the show to begin then we’ll all hustle in To hear the roar of his machine McClusky waves at a pretty girl, blows a kiss, we hold our breath He’s Cyclone McClusky and he’s gonna ride the wall of death(Chorus) Will McClusky live? (or will he die?) I paid to watch him fall (or maybe watch him fly) I’ve been afraid to live (I’ve been afraid to try) But if the Cyclone can do it, then maybe so can INow the midway’s empty, the ground’s gone bare and cold I still can hear the cheers, the screams, the squeal of the wheelslike when I was ten years old It echoes on, it’ll never die, I won’t let go ‘til my last breath I’m living like the Cyclone and I’m riding on the wall of death(Chorus)
Twinkling lights come into view as the night swallows the day We listen for the sounds, the screams, the fear and the funto guide us on our way The barker shouts, into his megaphone, “ Step right up and gather ‘round Two nickels buys a ticket, the Carnival’s in town!” Chorus:We’re going ‘round, ‘round, ‘round, wheels on the wall Round, round, round, we’re not gonna fall Round, round, round, we’re all living for another day We’ll ride another day We’re not here for the cotton candy, we’re here for the gasoline Were waiting for the show to begin then we’ll all hustle in To hear the roar of his machine McClusky waves at a pretty girl, blows a kiss, we hold our breath He’s Cyclone McClusky and he’s gonna ride the wall of death(Chorus) Will McClusky live? (or will he die?) I paid to watch him fall (or maybe watch him fly) I’ve been afraid to live (I’ve been afraid to try) But if the Cyclone can do it, then maybe so can INow the midway’s empty, the ground’s gone bare and cold I still can hear the cheers, the screams, the squeal of the wheelslike when I was ten years old It echoes on, it’ll never die, I won’t let go ‘til my last breath I’m living like the Cyclone and I’m riding on the wall of death(Chorus)
