Life's Sad Parade

The world's a tiny circus in the palm of his hand
This town's a sea of stories they never understand
Man, you should've been there, we ran out of red
Cyclone Billy finally raised the dead
Fat Moon cloaked in a sharkskin suit
Elephanta blanketed to the tip of his boot
Couldn't get close enough to flick the big switch
Her kerosene blue eyes started to twitch

There's a new heart aching on the factory line
That carbon on her fingers never threatens to shine
Crazed spent lovers and a vampire kiss
Hell, it don't come much better than this

Dogface said he's still working the room
They call it the equator, but it's cold as a tomb
Brace yourself, tiger, you might want to sit down
Your raven-haired beauty's run off with some clown
Swan, she'll get some use out of that old bridal gown

Life's sad parade
Life's sad parade

The world's a sea of stories and nothing goes to plan
This town's a flea circus in the palm of his hand
Frenzy with the Lovely, the crew hit the wall
Rocket hit her shaky, slowed down to a crawl

There's another heart breaking on factory row
And I don't even care if I'm late for the show

She spent her last buck on a voodoo hex
But someone snatched the doll and some personal effects
You know, a smile don't cost nothing in the sick pantomime
You recollect, Dutch was on deck at the time

Howling at the skipper, "I was dying of thirst"
I've tried to reach Jesus, but this ship is cursed
And when the crate is sinking, I'm diving off first

Life's sad parade
Life's sad parade
Life's sad parade
Life's sad parade