• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Laylow - Cirkus
• You're Such An - Cirkus
• Is What It Is - Cirkus
• Time For The Whistle - Cirkus
• Sunny Tuesday - Cirkus
• Starved - Cirkus
• Ruff Turf - Cirkus
• Fuc All The Doh - Cirkus
• Failsafe - Cirkus
• Cutting Out A Career - Cirkus
• Born Again - Cirkus

soon enough
lay low the law
soon they know
lay low the law
it's really straight forward
yes really it is
round & round 'n bloody round we go
man it is quiz
that i don't understand
& it takes me by the hand
as i try to run it down
till i virtually land &
soon enough
lay low the law
soon they know
lay low the law
shut the doors close the windows
kill the lights there's a hindrance out there
tonight kill the nights steal the difference styles
don't agonize
pace your halls
while the wind blows
climb your walls till it means you've been there
all night feel the fright cause the wind knows right

your say your schedule
is too cruel
you know it's so unreal
why can you see never see
how bad this makes a woman feel
you represent the permanent fool
but now you're found out
may i present
you have the biggest mouth
you're such an asshole
you think' fantastic
i bet you drive a sports car
probably got a small dick
well i ain't a dumb ho
made of plastic
i like my cars to go slow
while we're on the subject
you're so obsessed with what is best
& things in magazines
those who've been blessed with massive breasts
you know it's way too keen
while doing stuff up on your
coffee table made of glass
you represent a world that's sinking fast
you're such an asshole
you think youíre fantastic
i bet you drive a sports car
probably got a small dick
well i ain't a dumb ho
made of plastic
i like my cars to go slow
while we're on the subject
when your water's crystal clear &
you let your anchor down
there's your problem
you're so shallow that you can't
drown yourself
you're such an asshole (accept)
you think you're fantastic (know you ain't)
i bet you drive a sports car (won't go in it)
probably got a small dick (i'll bet)
well i ain't a dumb ho (handle it)
made of plastic (stacked deck)
i like my cars to go slow (slackness)
while we're on the subject (lost it)
you're such an asshole (accept)
you think you're fantastic (know you ain't)
i bet you drive a sports car (won't go in it)
probably get a small dick (i'll bet)
well i ain't a dumb ho (handle it)
made of plastic (stacked deck)
i like my cars to go slow (slackness)
while we're on the subject (lost it)
you're such an asshole (accept)
you think you're fantastic (know you ain't)
i bet you drive a sports car (won't go in it)
probably got a small dick (i'll bet)
well i ain't a dumb ho (handle it)
made of plastic (stacked deck)
i like my cars to go slow (slackness)

been banging ëround my head
what it is
what it is
what a quiz
working in show biz
what a quiz it is
those fears
& some tears
those fears
some tears
you pic knees
can go free
18 know this
& civvies
who're too rich
looking lavish
come clean
& post us that notice mutha f***a
not one not two not three
an endless repeating is what it is
is what it is
not one not two not three
an endless repeating is what it is
is what it is
it's so precious like chinaware
feeling naked over there
I can feel it when you stare
So handle it with care
So lavish
FFuck what he wears
Sitting on the stairs
watching passing millionaires
what you got in there
ordinary people they
usually can't afford to pay
the big BBucks
2 all you fat fucks
not one not two not three
an endless repeating is what it is
is what it is
not one not two not three
an endless repeating is what it is
is what it is
with all the endeavour
whatever
no-one is ever
level
balancing
fallacy
we turn the tables
when able
living the consequent fable
that old street
memory
not one not two not three
an endless repeating is what it is
is what it is
not one not two not three
an endless repeating is what it is
is what it is
not one not two not three
an endless repeating is what it is
is what it is

time for the whistle,
give them what they want, it's the upper hand
mind over muscle, while we unravel looking @ several
ways to get thru this, give us what we want, give us
what u can
please try to hear this, what we're not saying, know
we're all praying
boom
blows us away coz something's set
boom
planted it for days but the fuse it got wet
a walk in the rain to wash off the pain
oh God it's insane but now i'll explain
(what we made
no fare trade
no VOICE unscathed
all enslaved
now it's all
gone too far
gotta fall
gonna be a star)
feel the ring with the conference
know the meaning in every sense
what about all it represents?
got the key for the confidence
feel the ring with the conference
know the meaning in every sense
what about all it represents?
got the key for the confidence
grinding the pestle
give them what they want turn the other cheek
you wear a thistle
as they unravel permanent scrabble
time for the missile
hating all their fears hiding all their things
governments they bristle
cutting all ties & burning all files &
(what we made
no fare trade
no VOICE unscathed
all enslaved
now it's all
gone too far
gotta fall
gonna be a star)
gets in the way if something's said
get out of the daze or someone's dead
but how can the rain wash off the pain
this world it's insane but now to explain
feel the ring with the conference
know the meaning in every sense
what about all it represents?
got the key for the confidence
feel the ring with the conference
know the meaning in every sense
what about all it represents?

so you lied
dangerous if only you knew
pretend to cry
well... things will never be the same
again
soon you are
daily
in your disguise
it will always be
the one
for me
soon you'll realise
you are lonely
& the only hope
you have is within your grasp
i think it's gonna rain
it will never end
if we cannot bend
water on the brain
going down the drain
we go again
i think it's gonna rain
but we can tolerate
any kind of pain
let the waters rage
we can just arrange to follow in
i think it's gonna rain
here we go again
i think we made it plain
we cannot erase
another water stain
truth is only
belief
in the lies of one
confused & phoney
never ran
never used to fun
hearing all the cries
cutting all their ties
using their disguise
staring dollar eyes
they can polorise
the world again
i think it's gonna rain
it will never end
if we cannot bend
water on the brain
going down the drain
we go again
i think it's gonna rain
but we can tolerate
any kind of pain
let the waters rage
we can just arrange
to follow in
i think it's gonna rain
here we go again
i think we made it plain
we cannot erase

Many nights I've tried to find you
Many days roll into one
Purple haze still going thru you
Moving ways surviving all the fun
And we woah oh we've already been there
Stalling
A we're already hoping
For the wrong end
What will rage on tomorrow's pages
Is but one spoke of the human thing
That's just a stage of it's condition
And why must we fear what tomorrow brings
And we woah oh we've already been there
Stalling
A we're already hoping
For the wrong end
And we're all toking and smoking
On the same fat spliff
And there's too many joking
And too many sniff
And we woah oh we've already been there
Stalling
A we're already hoping
For the wrong end
And we're all toking and smoking
On the same fat spliff
And there's too many joking

so way out... knowing I'll go
síno way out blowing our cause
so way out... knowing I'll go
thereís no way out blowing our cause
so way out... knowing I'll go
thereís no way out blowing our cause
Gonna run the laptop, put it through the stereo
you gotta let the sound drip, feel it through the
window
had to cut the ice cause I was feeling on a good flow
that was kinda nice cause I never like to let go
A to the B to the C to D
I can't get no rest when you're looking at me
have to build my nest at the top of the tree
gotta get a sting out the damm TV
so way out... knowing I'll go

not a million miles away
digest the meaning of
wild berries wild hands play
steeled against the cold
cold hearted cold blooded gold
to sit on
with a joyful mask
fulfilled the present task
bed of roses
wince & writhe
shooting with
thorns
check out the notes the dust who knows
what goes it floats it flows follows
get out sípose turn up your nose
what goes it shows you know
far gone & so you gotta know
itís gonna blow in rows
f*** all the doh greese & elbow
too low oh no
fuc all the doh grease & elbow
itís gonna blow in rows
far gone & so you gotta know
too low oh no
fuc all the doh you gotta know
itís gonna blow in rows
far gone & so greese & elbow... too low oh no
fuc all the doh grease & elbow
itís gonna blow in rows
far gone & so you gotta know
too low oh no
fuc all the doh grease & elbow
itís gonna blow in rows
far gone & so you gotta know

i've got a friend called dave
trying 2 make his way
so positive as he beats thru day to day
i'm thinking of watching as his boat comes in
the freaks out on my street
they don't bother me
coz when i move i don't ever
watch my feet
they're ducking & rushin'
as they all grow in
fail safe but i don't think it's nice
why do we have to stutter i won't say it twice
fail safe but i don't think it's nice
we do it to recover
you need your beans and rice
several days a week it all comes in on me
leaves me feeling weak
i don't mean just monies
i'm thinking of profit
but not the cash
treat me like a freak
i won't fail to speak
vagaries
love it when i peak
i'm thinking of stopping
but i can't hold back
fail safe but i don't think it's nice
why do we have to stutter i won't
say it twice
fail safe but i don't think it's nice
we do it to recover
you need your beans and rice
got my wages got my back pack
got my passport i ain't coming back
all of my nerve is all that i lack
round the next bend i might make a stash
never intend to give you offence
it didn't seem to make any sense
well prepared & in the present tense
all backed up by dollars & cents
we shove our hands in a vice
so all through our lives
we can pass out advise
like a bag full of dice
till then we despise
our own little lies
run for your lives
it's often wise
why does no one ever hold me
fail safe but i don't think it's nice
why do we have to stutter i won't
say it twice
fail safe but i don't think it's nice
we do it to recover
you need your beans an rice
got my sages got my bags packed
got my transport mercedes in black
loss of my nerve now that would be wack
i'm not gonna blend coz it gives me attacks
i never intend to make my defence
i got me hooked up on a false pretence
done my homework got me a good fence
now all that's left is the dollars & cents
fail safe but i don't think it's nice
why do we have to suffer i won't
say it twice
fail safe but i don't think it's nice
we do it to recover
you need your beans and rice
eventually
I got my defence
eventually
I got my defence
eventually

From somewhere in the galaxy
So het up on fantasy
2 boys with a pipe dream
2 take life to the extreme
From suburb to the bright lights
To disturb all the night lives
These poor lads with their months pay
On their search for the purveyors
A couple of players
Such heavy payers
Up for the day it all goes off
It's not in their nature
2 think of the future
Up for the day it all goes off
Only ratepayers no other layers up with
Their pay it all comes off
Only a fraction heavy relaxing
Up for the day it all goes off
This world's full of poor mugs
Acting just like those thugs
It's not just our two boys
Most men like to have their toys
Now I could mention human rights
But most girls don't put up a fight
And these guys gotta spend their doe
Gotta find a girlie place to go
A couple of players
Such heavy payers
Up for the day it all goes off
It's not in their nature
2 think of the future
Up for the day it all goes off only ratepayers
No other layers
Up with their pay it all comes off only a fraction
Heavy relaxing
Up for the day it all goes
A couple of players
Such heavy payers
Up for the day it all goes off
It's not in their nature
2 think of the future
Up for the day it all goes off only ratepayers
No other layers
Up with their pay it all comes off only a fraction
Heavy relaxing
Up for the day it all goes

thought we saw a fella
tearing up a flag
that is what frightened us
we knew he was mad
captured by his danger
we knew what he had
could feel this stranger
knew why he was mad
the future's bright
right
we're are torn again
but nothings quite
right
we've been born again
should we all plead on our knees
each day
should we all be
here in a century
is there a phantom
to fix every need
know it's random