• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• THE KID - Peter, Paul & Mary
• THE KID - David Wilcox
• THE KID - Kevin Bloody Wilson
• THE KID - Ben Nichols

I'm the kid who ran away with the circus
Now I'm watering elephants
But I sometimes lie awake in the sawdust
Dreaming I'm in a suit of light
Late at night in the empty big top
I'm all alone on the high wire
Look he's working without a net this time
He's a real death defier
I'm the kid who always looked out the window
Failing tests in geography
But I've seen things far beyond just the schoolyard
Distant shores of exotic lands
They're the spires of the Turkish Empire's
Six months since we made landfall
Riding low with the spice of India
Through Gibraltar, we're rich men all
I'm the kid who thought we'd someday be lovers
Always held out that time would tell
Time was talking, I guess I just wasn't listening
No surprise, if you know me well
As we're walking toward the train station
There's a whispering rainfall
Across the boulevard, you slip your hand in mine
In the distance the train calls
I'm the kid who has this habit of dreaming
Sometimes gets me in trouble too
But the truth is, I could no more stop dreaming
Than I could make them all come true
Than I could make them all come true

I'm the kid who ran away with the circus
Now I'm watering elephants
But I sometimes lie awake in the sawdust
Dreaming I'm in a suit of light
Late at night in the empty big top
I'm all alone on the high wire
Ladies and gentlemen, there is no net this time
He's a real death defier
I'm the kid who always looked out the window
Failing the tests in geography
But I have seen things far beyond just this schoolyard
Distant shores of exotic lands
There's the spires of the Turkish empire
Six months since we made landfall
Riding low with the spices of India
Through Gibraltar, we're rich men all
I'm the kid who thought we'd someday be lovers
Always held out that time would tell
Time was talking, guess I just wasn't listening
No surprise, if you know me well
As we're walking down toward the train station
I hear a whispering rainfall
Across the boulevard, you slip your hand in mine
In the distance the trains last call
I'm the kid who has this habit of dreaming
That sometimes gets me in trouble too
But the truth is, I could no more stop dreaming

Fist time he ever had shoes on very first day at school and the sweat young teacher straight from college her first day there too. His mum and ms brown chatted about living out there in the scrub and how he grown up with the shearers and how he done it pretty rough. But he can colon, crutch, dip and dag even though he is only six but I think its best to warn she said you he swears a little bit. I'll keep me eye on him ms brown promised he can be my helping hand and Im sure we will be the best of friends now wont we little man. He didn't even raise his eyes he just bit his bottom lip and said I don't give a shit.
now now she said if you dont swear ill let you ring the bell she said
your soposed to ring the fucking cunt go ring the cunt yourself
and can some one find out what times fucking smoko what time do we knock off
and im busting for a fucking shit where do i find the thunderbox
and do we get our daily rollyweed and six cold cans of piss nad can any bastard tell us whos fucking show is this

Your mother died night you were born her name you never knew
look away
look away
nothing to loose
left east tenneessee at fourteen
wonderd to the west
look away
look away
born into death
you fought the salors in New Orleans
you worked the flat boats and walked the streets
hit Nachdogdes in '49
and there you saw the devil for the very first time
(chorus)
kid don;t you know me
we are the last of the true
drink up drink up
drink up drink up
cause tonight your souls required of you
Signed on with a stone mad captian rode on mexico
look away
look away
war behold
jailed with killers one and all but we were killers free
look away
look away
look to me
you saw the lancers 'mid heathen hordes
bloodstained viels
and costumes of war
hell aint that full boy hear me
war is the game and the god we seek
(chorus)
(bridge)
we set out as men of reason armed with navy colts
look away
look away
work paid in gold
but you stood witness to yourself our trial you did betray
look away
look away
to judgement day
we killed in the dessert we killed in the streets
we choose what shall and shall not be
we stood with pistols fought back to back
now youve stood your ground but what ground is that