Paroles Midnight At The Fair de Justin Farren

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Textes et Paroles de Midnight At The Fair



Midnight at the fair
carnies playing freeze tag in their underwear.
Somebody puked in the bathroom,
The janitor's got the hose,
and he's cursing out loud whoever though to deep fry ho-ho's.

The elephants are always early to sleep,
but the goats stay up late and talk about the sheep
and the full moon shimmers.
A man-made river, cast a lifeless light down on the tilt-a-whirl.

The cowboys hang their hats,
the Chinese acrobats sharpen their swords,
then fall asleep in a little ball.
They all wonder where they might be going, come fall.

Over by the Midway, it seems,
someone left on the light of the margarita machine. No,
it's just the log ride attendant
and the 4H queen, they're making love in the ticket booth.
She's screaming "baby you can't ride for free."

Some kids snuck in the back gate,
they're throwing rocks at the chickens and softballs at the plate, and the cows wake up.
Look around as if to say, "We are never as forever, as we are for today:"

'Cause when the morning comes, they'll file in one by one,
fanny packs, water bottles, and blooming onions in their hands.
And all around our little world, dancing for the boys and girls
humming like an oiled machine.
Because they came to see a show,
and a show is what they'll see.

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