Going round in circles
directions all messed up
i go to ground on a bottle of wine
and drown myself in the flood
my frozen toes are beginning to melt
and think i'm catching a cold
got oil on my feathers and i can't fly
i gotta get back to your love
I'm a clown without a circus
there's no-one to see my act
i can dance and sing and stand on my head
nodbody knows where i'm at
my frozen toes are beginning to melt
i think i'm catching a cold
got oil on my feathers and i can't fly
i gotta get back to your love
My days are long and lonely
and i feel so insecure
there ain't nothing funny i'm losing you honey
i can't laugh anymore
old chang surely told me
not to mess with what you got
but i went stomping all over your head
like a bull in a china shop