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Carnival
Scott Simpson
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Life is a carnival,
See the barkers in their booths,
And you and I walk the midway
Telling lies from the truths,
Telling lies from the truths
There’s a man who runs the Tilt-a-whirl;
He lost an arm in the war.
He’s got a tattoo on the other one that says,
Pain no more
It says, pain no more.
(refrain)
All the teens are smoking cigarettes
Far away from their moms,
Dipping toes in the deep abyss
Biding time until their proms,
They’re just biding their time until their proms.
(refrain)
There’s a preacher with some pamphlets;
His voice is loud and his face is red.
You can tell he cares about God’s will on earth
Almost as much as his daily bread,
Almost as much as his daily bread.
(refrain)
An older couple shares a corndog;
She has to help him wipe his chin.
Despite the aches the shakes and the random mistakes
They’re seventeen once again,
Sometimes seventeen comes ‘round this way again.
(refrain)
There’s no amazing bearded lady,
No dog-faced boy or reptile man.
No, you don’t have to pay to look at oddities these days,
It’s free, so stare while you can—
No charge, it’s free, just stare while you can.
Yes, and life is a carnival,
All the barkers have their booths,
And you and I walk the midway
Telling lies from the truths,
Telling lies, telling lies from the truths,
We’re just telling lies, telling lies from the truths.
Source: ScottSimpsonAllLyrics (2).pdf · pp. 242–243
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