The Boozerville Circus
By Jan Harmon
words and music © 1969
Last night I went to the circus!
I sat and I watched the parade.
The great lion roared from his pedestal cage -
and that put the silly peacock in a rage.
She ruffled her feathers and fell off the stage.
Last night I went to the circus!
The clown was the funniest part.
His face was all puffy - his nose was all red.
He tripped over everyone's feet, and he said,
"Get out of my way - or I'll cut off your head."
Last night I went to the circus!
And I saw the daring young man.
He flew through the air with the greatest of ease -
but the pretty young girl on the other trapeze
got dizzy from height and decided to freeze.
Last night I went to the circus!
I saw such remarkable things!
A lady in pink had a bear on a chain.
He danced when she gave him a glass of champagne.
The lady said he was quite simple to train.
Last night I went to the circus!
The elephants stood in a line.
A man on the tightrope was glistening and grand.
Then somebody shot him with a rubber band.
He fell with no net - and he got a big hand.
Last night I went to the circus!
The music was played on a drum.
A man came around in his high collared shoes
with popcorn and pretzels and peanuts and booze -
collecting old money - and yesterday's news.
Last night I went to the circus!
I saw things I couldn't believe!
I saw the fat lady all ironed and pressed -
the half and half person - with only one breast -
the snake charmer - charming his slithering guest.
Last night I went to the circus!
I laughed and I laughed til I cried.
With animal droppings adorning the floor -
I waved to the crowd as I backed out the door.
I'll never go back to that place anymore.
I'll never go back to the circus again.
The sight of a funeral gets under my skin.
I'd rather sit home and turn into a stone.
Or put up a tent - and get drunk all alone.