Hear the sirens. Hear the sirens Hear the sirens. Hear the circus so profound I hear the sirens. More and more in this here town Let me catch my breath to breathe. And reach across the bed Just to
Everyone's a critic looking back up the river. Every boat is leaking in this town. Everybody is thinking they can all be delivered sitting in a box like lost and found But I found my place and it's
I come from a genius, I am my father's son. Yeah, too bad he was a psychopath and now I'm the next in line. Lonely nest dear mother, yes, surely she's a work of art. I never got top dollar, but she