Sparks from the 4-way
Guess I'm disillusioned
I try to move objects
I'm weak in the mind
Fleeced like we all our
Shepherds of progress
Deceive me with magic
Show me a sign
Expecting a miracle
I'm here in the name of
Expecting a miracle
Show me a sign
Never the snakes head
The girl holds a charmer
Now into a wide mouth
On her own accord
You talk of the fairground
You burn it out right now
You throw it all over
Save us some time