The Epic (Fairground) - Marillion

A hundred nights of fun and games

A thousand empty glasses

We all change and stay the same

With every day that passes

The Helter Skelter on the pier

Swings out over the sea

A red and yellow fairground on the ocean

Get your thrills and spills for 50p

I watch the money tumbling

Down from moving shelf to moving shelf

You don’t know that I come here

If you did you would know why

You don’t know

Staring at the wooden floor

Looking down between the cracks

You know I’m scared of heights I’m scared to drop

Into the hall of mirrors by the house of wax

There’s something in my face

I’ve never seen before

It wasn’t there yesterday

Somebody I don’t know

Something in my face

Coming out of the darkness

Out of the nightmare

Coming out of the walls

Something

You don’t know that I come here

If you did you would know why