American Standards Circus Rats
I had the perfect picture
To bring the world to it's knees
But when the people heard of art
They couldn't see the forest for the trees
And I want to feel to earth shake
Every bone left rattling
And I want to feel I'm awake
From a people fast asleep
Mirrors facing mirrors
Can't break away from this
Can't break away
And of the I'll equipped we're armed to the teeth
It goes around, around, around, around and ends now
Replace my sweat and tears with gasoline
And let this fire burn for all to see
Mirrors facing mirrors
And now we're stuck
Replace my sweat and tears with gasoline
And let this fire burn for all to see
Replace my sweat
Replace my tears
Oh, Time
My mistress
And patience, my disease
My heart, my love, my passion guide me
