

Beneath the big top where the shadows crawl We line up single
file against the wall He wears a smile painted wide and red
To cover up the hollow in his head (step right up)
He's pulling all the strings
We dance to what he sings (spin
around)
(round and round)
Welcome to the cult of the dancing clown
Where the world spins upside down
Watch us lose our minds on the carousel Spinning all the way
to hell
The spotlight burns a hole straight through the floor The audience is
begging him for more
We mimic every step and every pose Controlled by the painted paper
rose (ha ha ha)
He's pulling all the strings
We dance to what he sings
(spin around)
(round and round)
Welcome to the cult of the dancing clown
Where the world spins upside down
Watch us lose our minds on the carousel
Spinning all the way to hell
Just
keep dancing
(dance for him) Just
keep dancing (scream
for
him)
Welcome to the cult of the dancing clown
Where the world spins upside down
Watch us lose our minds on the carousel
Spinning all the way to hell
(ha ha ha ha)
Spinning all the way...
Down.