[00:14.10]Hearing the babble of laughter
[00:18.93]I'll join your friends and come over
[00:24.01]So many faces I don't know
[00:28.63]When everyone soars why I feel low
[00:43.32]This must be somebody's nightmare
[00:48.23]Where is the fun in this funfair
[00:51.40]The debris of dreams haunts the showground
[00:56.02]I'll lie low and wait for a showdown
[01:03.25]But it's not me
[01:05.72]We all agree
[01:07.89]Things seem to work this way
[01:10.35]Sunday 'til Saturday
[01:12.74]Veils of bright beauty hide visions obscene
[01:17.36]And tired old excuses for current abuses
[01:21.97]Means no one will say what they mean
[01:34.18]Sometimes I wish we were all dumb
[01:38.06]No falsehoods could drip from this these false tongues
[01:44.40]Sometimes I feel there's no virtue
[01:48.69]The smallest of things tend to hurt you
[02:03.52]No need to make reservations
[02:08.24]This train leaves at six from this station
[02:13.07]We'll learn how to walk then to tumble
[02:26.65]To swagger is worse than to stumble