The Siamese bicyclist, the dog with snakeskin and a lisp
Her ride the same size as a pig
White lines in the sand with mist
Im happy
Yeah Im happy
Im just happy
That Im here
Oh, Im happy
Yeah Im happy
Im just happy
That Im here
A carnival since ancient times
I love the moon, see through the sky
Were on a hunt, we drive tonight
Black Cadillac, end of time
Sandstorm outside, preachers cry
Blood on your screen and lies
Circus freaks be look at me
Im a circus freak, please come look at me
Yeah Im happy
Oh, im happy
Im just happy
That Im here
Im happy
Yeah Im happy
Yeah, Im just so glad that Im here
Take, take down
White lines and the cross
I see through your butterfly shaped box, day
Hey hey hey
I see, I see through your butterfly shaped box