Not very far from the field, Verdell sat leaning against a tree. He had been sitting there all day thinking. And drinking, which was his favorite thing to do. From the huge tent behind him he could hear stupid music mixed with muffled applause. Idiots, he thought, and lifted the bottle to his lips. He had to end the misery today, he had had enough. Suddenly the tent was all quiet. He knew that Louis was now standing in front of a huge cage that was soon to be opened. He probably stood with his eyes closed, looking concentrated. But Verdell knew that Louis was pretending, it was all part of a play, to him this was nothing. A lonely snare drum began to patter in the air. Verdell stood up. "Idiots", he screamed and started running towards the tent.
The manager saw him coming But he never had a chance to react
That was the day when he witnessed How one of his own completely ruined his work
A clown that's filled with hate It cannot be that great
He cries like a madman He smells like a beer can Intentions are good though To finish a bad show He tears down a wall, he smashes props to pieces Jugglers join in, that's how the chaos increases Everyone runs
And manager Leo went crazy When Louis released all the animals free
That was the day when it happened They fooled and screwed him in every single way
A face that's filled with tears A dream that disappears
He cries like a madman He smells like a beer can Intentions are good though To finish a bad show He tears down a wall, he smashes props to pieces Jugglers join in, that's how the chaos increases
Noble indeed, yes They must be brainless The band, they are staying A.C.T keeps on playing The show must go on, let's do a middle section Time for the band to give you an erection Show must go on...