The Ringmaster General - Dave Stewart

The caravan wheels are crooked and worn

But they’re still able to pull that oil trailer along

On its way

To «The Greatest Show on Earth»

The make up’s cracked and the lipstick’s faint

He looks less like a clown now he looks more like a saint

On his way

To «The Greatest Show on Earth»

Once upon a time he was a lion uncaged

No one came near he could never be upstaged

He held his head high like a statue down in Rome

He was surrounded by beauty he was never alone

How the tightrope walkers are practicing their falls

The bearded lady is handing out tickets for the stalls

They gladly pay

To see «The Greatest Show on Earth»

His black boots polished, top hat and tails

He’s called the Ringmaster because he never fails

Every day, come what may

He brings a cabaret, hip hip hooray

Even doctors say it’s in his DNA

He was born that way

Come see «The Greatest Show on Earth»