Sunday Circus Song - текст песни
Sunday Circus Song
he's lonely sitting by the mirror awakened by the horses in circles running in the circus
his red nose looking damaged in the mirror cause no one has replaced it he's dressed now ready to make fun of...
he loves sundays and every place where his circus stays
he's lonely he's sitting by the mirror still broken undressed now ready for a new town
he loves sundays and every place where his circus stays
they love his show thir favourite part that gives them a laugh they love his show their favourite part relaxes their hearts
he loves sundays and every place where his circus stays
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