Transcribed by Cristina Soto for FoolishGames.com
Thank you Cristina
B-side from the import of "Standing Still"
The lights are bright in the circus
The geeks and the frieks all light cigerettes
And laugh at your misery
While the weight of the curtain closing
Crushes your heart
The inertia of lonliness
Tears your flesh apart
It's a long, slow slide
It's a long, slow slide
It's a long, slow slide down
Once the neon is gone
There's still that golden splinter at your side
As manners are charming
But who are you fooling
You're still nobody's bride
And Bukowsky's widow
Haunts each empty seat on the ferris wheel
As goulish lovers collide
In a collage of kisses that they steal
It's a long, slow slide
It's a long, slow slide
It's a long, slow slide down.
Outside your window the circus lurches
With rings of smoke
You laugh half heartidly at the punchline
Not realizing they've made you the joke
And inside your heart a war is raging
Regions still untamed
The worst fear I can image
Is for the mystery to remain
Is for the mystery to remain
It's a long, slow slide
It's a long, slow slide
It's a long, slow slide down