Intro Still wearing my makeup from yesterday I’m a corner cutting clown. Lower the Curtain Down There’s no more crowds around.         See Mary Jane sneaking a cigarette Like a shadow in the room. Watching the cloud go by Wishing that she could fly. This is the circus The back stage door Every act I’ve seen before Somebody’s spilling a drink on me Somebody claimed I saved his life Hoping he’s still alright Until tomorrow night. In through the back door in Baltimore From the cradle to the stage Singing my pain away Hoping someone relates      This is the circus The beer soaked floor Come take me eyes I’ve seen before But when I feel all alone When I just don’t know I hear your voice on the phone Saying when I come home you’ll be there You say you just can’t wait But I’ll be home too late So when I find you asleep I will turn out the lights And kiss your perfumed hair.