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(Rick Springfield)
Step inside the tent ladies and gentlemen
To see the freak they call Jacko the dog face man
He walks like a man
He talks like a man
Yet he was born with the face of a dog
An actual freak of nature
Bright Lights
Blind me
And I'm whizzing by the people
Pushing, rushing
To the organ grinder's music
And my eyes are running
And my legs are aching
And there's people winning
And the carnival's spinning
Merry - go round
Go round And they make me dizzy
People - shouting
As they shoot and win an ashtray
And my head is ringing
And my ears are flitting
And my hair is thinning
And the carnival's spinning
After the people have gone
I walk along down sideshow ally
And from a tent I hear some crying
The sound of someone in pain
And written brightly on the canvas and woodwork
So that everybody would see
Was the question they pose to the public
"When is a man not a man
When he's a freak in a sideshow"
But we all got to cry
Yes, we all got to cry
And we all got to cry
Bright lights
Blind me
And I'm questioned by the people
Pushing - rushing
To the organ grinder's music
And my eyes are running
And my legs are achy
And there's people crying
And the carnival's dying
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