| You always wanted to be
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| Part of a circus company
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| For the fun and death defying
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| But in time you forgot
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| Life is small in the big top
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| And your dreams were slowly dying
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| What you wanted
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| Was not a crime
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| You could’ve done it
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| Now you’re always just a little, a little in the middle
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| A little in the middle, of where you’re bound
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| Always just a little in the middle
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| It keeps your head from spinning round
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| Jugglers walk on the wire
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| Lions leap through hoops of fire
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| As the acrobats go flying
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| But what’s the show all about?
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| When did your north get turned to south?
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| And the truth turn to lying?
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| What you wanted
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| Was not a crime
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| You could’ve done it
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| But you needed time
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| Now you’re always just a little, a little in the middle
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| A little in the middle, of where you’re bound
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| Always just a little in the middle
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| It keeps your head from spinning round
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| It keeps your head from spinning
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| But it’s a hole you’re digging
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| A hole you’re digging, you’re doing it despite
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| There so much more you’re missing
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| More you’re missing, to your left and to your right
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| Now you’re always just a little, a little in the middle
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| A little in the middle, of where you’re bound
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| Always just a little in the middle
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| It keeps your head from spinning round
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| It keeps your head from spinning round
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| And round, and round
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| It keeps your head from spinning round
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| And round, and round
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| It keeps your head from spinning |