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Swing, swing yourself along. Stop to bang on the drum at the circus. Make your getaway. Look out for lucky liger. I shot the tiger, but I tore my sweater on the lion's tooth. You've got to fly You've got to flyYou've got to fly away from all the silly mimes trying to get inside your head. Don't let them in.All right my brothers, today is a very special day, because today is the day you have a moral breakthrough. Mark it up on all your calendars! Engrave this on all your lips. For when I snap my fingers you will awake from this sleep. And then will be your time to rectify the pillars of your mind. Oh, gently take the time Songtexteto cleanse the filth that clouds your life. For when you're clean you'll see just how good a choice it be. Na, na, na-na-na-na, etcSwing, swing yourself along. Stop to bang on the drum at the circus. Make your getaway. Look out for lucky liger. I shot the tiger, but I tore my sweater on the lion's tooth. You've got to fly You've got to flyYou've got to fly away from all the silly mimes trying to get inside your head. Don't let them in.Oh, softly take this boat and make your way, way back home. Past the bears and through the crowdand under the gate that's a scary shroud. Don't be fooled, my dearest friend, the world is a circus that never ends. Escape the tents of Styrofoam and let the loud illusion go. Okay, when I say "go", I want you to grab everything you can, and run to the river. Okay, "Go!"Swing, swing yourself along. Stop to bang on the drum at the circus. Make your getaway. Look out for lucky liger. I shot the tiger, but I tore my sweater on the lion's tooth. You've got to fly You've got to flyYou've got to fly away from all the silly mimes trying to get inside your head. Don't. Let. Them. In. Aus Songtexte Mania