'twas tea-time at the circus: king jimi, he was there...
She's got friends in high places, her picture's in vogue...
It's the final throw The final blow Break or bust...
(brooker / reid) Jostle, hassle, elbow bustle In a swirling...
I know if i'd been wiser this would never have...
It seems as clear as yesterday We saw it in...
They seek us in this unquiet zone They chase us...
(brooker / reid) 'all hands on deck, we've run afloat!'...
While horsemen ride across the green And snow white still...
Simple sister Got whooping cough Have to burn her toys...