Buckled Knees - Will Knox

With a venom in my veins

And no money to my name

I’m on my way to join a circus that they call Hell-A

To be a star of stage and screen

I sold my soul for magic beans

Now I’m as empty as the pockets

Of my skin tight jeans.

But my hunger makes me bend my back

Like a licorice cane acrobat

There’s a constellation with my name

In the Hollywood boulevard of fame

In Los Angeles they understand

I’m the Buckled Knees of a broken man.

So to the devil I adhered

And with my soul he disappeared

But I never will forget the words

He whispered in my ear

He said «Fame is a ball and chain

That you’ll carry to your grave

A soul shaped hole in your heart

Is like a bullet to your brain».

But my hunger makes me bend my back

Like a licorice cane acrobat

There’s a constellation with my name

In the Hollywood boulevard of fame

In Los Angeles they understand

I’m the Buckled Knees of a broken man.

Well I thought my life was made

A Hollywood superstar cliche

But I’m just a hollow trophy

With a thin gold plate

And all the starlight that I sought

Was just a spinning disco ball

Now I’m as fractured as the light

Of its mirrors on the wall.

But my hunger makes me bend my back

Like a licorice cane acrobat

There’s a constellation with my name

In the Hollywood boulevard of fame

In Los Angeles they understand

I’m the Buckled Knees of a broken man.