Scrapyard Cabaret Caravan
Welcome
to the scrap
heap bazaar!
Rusty iron crowns and a copper throne
Selling broken clocks
to a dial tone Why build a monument
when dust is free?
Come on down, admire the debris!
(haha, step right up!)
It's a beautiful mess,
a brass-heavy parade
Dancing on the pieces that we never made
One man's junk is a king's parade (hooray!) Spin the broken wheel
and join the masquerade!
Shiny little widgets
without a use
Sipping on some sour
dandelion juice We celebrate the bend,
we toast the break
How many promises can one robot make? (zero!)
Take it low... Watch the gears slow... (ooh)
Who needs a map when the compass is bent?
Every single dollar is already spent.
It's a beautiful mess,
a brass-heavy parade
Dancing on the pieces that we never made
One man's junk is a king's parade (hooray!) Spin the broken wheel
and join the masquerade!
Going, going, gone... (haha)