Carousel

Mr. Bungle

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    (Hurry hurry, step right up)

    A carnival for the human race
    Cotton candy, happy face
    A child talking with his mouth full
    Girlfriend gets stuffed animal
    A festive mood is all around
    Another world is what we've found
    Step right up, let's make a deal
    (Ride the ferris wheel)

    You know there's something lurking underneath the shape
    With a mask over it's head and makeup on his face
    Will Warner Brothers put our record on the shelf?
    Take a look in the mirror and see the clown in yourself

    Spinning
    Grinning
    Believing
    Deceiving
    Whirling
    Twirling
    Confusing
    Amusing
    Discovery
    Recovery
    Inherency
    Transparency
    Fusion
    Conclusion
    Reality
    Fatality

    If you want to know what's behind the show
    You ride my carousel and enter life's jail cell
    Love and blood begin to meld, you've lost the self that you once held
    Merry go round your head - awake, asleep, alive, or dead

    (Hey you!)

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    The clown that painted a smile on you
    Is now the one unmasking you
    Animated scenes unwind
    Dormant figures come to life

    Entangled in your own web
    A twisted tunnel overhead
    A glimpse of light, a drop of dew
    You slide into the, into the
    Into the swimming pool

    A roller coaster ride into the rivers of your mind
    The currents merge, your feelings surge, your life's a pantomime
    Beauty is the spiral going round and round the beast
    Without the vampire effect the carnival is deceased

    Spinning
    Grinning
    Believing
    Deceiving
    Whirling
    Twirling
    Confusing
    Amusing
    Discovery
    Recovery
    Inherency
    Transparency
    Fusion
    Conclusion
    Reality
    Fatality

    If you want to know what's behind the show
    You ride my carousel and enter life's jail cell
    Love and blood begin to meld, you've lost the self that you once held
    Merry go round your head - awake, asleep, alive, or dead

    (Welcome to my house)

    Running
    So fun

    (Round and round we go)

    Roly Poly
    Topsy turvy
    Hang upside down
    Fall to the ground

    I think I'm gonna be sick

    Song details

    Composition: Mr. Bungle

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