Friday, September 18, 2009
Since It's Fall Carnival Time
Like the Pantera break?
For those of you that like to follow along.
I want a big red nose (crowd) I want some floppy shoes
I want a squirtin' flower squirt it on you
Like all the bad clowns do
I want to juggle bowling pins in the sun
I want to join the circus, the circus looks like fun
I'll sit and work the gate or I can guess your weight
I'll even sell the corn dogs I don't care
As long as I am there (State Fair, State Fair)
I'll hand out baseballs at the dunk tank
I'll ride my funny car laughing... all the way to the bank
'Cause I'm a carney man I'm a carney man
I'm a carney man I'm a carney man carney man carney man
The human cannonball (crowd) I'll rise above it all
Up higher than the trapeze I can fly Oh shit I'm gonna die
I am a carney worker I make two bucks
Every hour come to find out ... (crowd) this job it fuckin sucks
Cause I'm a carney man I'm a carney man
I'm a carney man I'm a carney man
You need a corndog I can tell
You need a corn dog I can tell
I'm a carney man
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Bitchen dude. I forgot all about these guys. That's definitely some great sittin'-around-the-campfire sing-along music. I'm gonna have to locate some Cd's to bring along on our next desert mission.
It's also some great tunes to throw some horse shoes to, or drink to, or fuck to, or... well... you get the point.
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