Lyrics

Today is the city, tomorrow the town
All the boys are pretty but all the boys are clowns
Little lies like fireflies are lighting up the crowd
Big top is swaying high wire?s frayed
You and I are about to get down

I?m gonna light your fuse, I?m gonna count to ten
I?m gonna watch you rise and fall again
Will you land in the stands or in the lion?s den
Either way there?s only hungry faces
Waiting for some hunter to kill them something
And you?re perfect for the part, you?re a human cannonball

Tonight it?s the barroom, tomorrow the park
We?ve been singing with the drunks but we?ll be drinking with the meadowlarks
Little hopes like puffs of smoke are drifting through the dark
I can?t see clear from there to here
But I usually know where you are

Didn?t you light my fuse, didn?t you count to ten
Didn?t you watch me rise and fall again
Did I land in the stands or in the lions den
Either way there?s only hungry faces
Waiting for some hustler to sell them something
And I?m perfect for the part, I?m a human cannonball

Today it?s the taxi, tomorrow might be the bus
All those girls be practicing all those things they must
Fat cats and bar rats they?ll be pointing their fingers at us
But little dreams are sprouted seeds
They just keep coming up through the dust

I?m gonna light your fuse, I?m gonna count to ten
I?m gonna watch you rise and fall again
Will you land in the stands or in the lions den
Either way there?s only hungry faces
Waiting for some human to tell them something
And you?re perfect for the part, you?re a human cannonball