Spirit Of The West Circus
(Kelly/Mann) There was writing on the walls Looked like "Circus" there for me We were smoking Karl Marx With the junkies in the park I watched the barmaid keeping track By marking X's on our mats And this is how it all began On our first campaign to the Fatherland The jet lag landed after hours On an empty street in an Axis power We broke the yardarm; it's too restricting Cramped out style and cut our drinking down... And this is how it all began On our first campaign to the Fatherland When we are falling We got up to falling down A canary yellow call-box Gave me six marks worth of small talk A broken conversation Dulled by my intoxication This is how it all began Our first campaign to the Fatherland "Let's go Europe" on the Kelly Plan When we go up to Falling Down
