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Tonight you will see things you won’t believe,
Don’t trust your eyes or minds for they’re about to be deceived.
Don’t search for the white rabbit, he ain’t got time for you,
The Great Barzoni’s got him up his sleeve.

Like every night, the troupe is well prepared,
There’s cotton candy scent and always music in the air,
And Boris hides his face behind a red nose and a laugh,
Without his coat of makeup you’d be scared.

Chorus:
Step right in, the greatest show on this side of the world is to begin,
Bring your kin and leave all reason at the door.
Join our crowd of sinners, freaks and bastards.

We’re gonna dance forever.
We shall not find redemption anymore.

The Flying Fratellinis got the nerve
A couple of double somersaults, their tension turns to verve.
They’re used to walk the tightrope. What’s left for them to lose?
Some people say, they got what they deserved.

Please give a hand to Madame Marie-Claire,
She’ll dance the cooch with nothin’ but a ribbon in her hair,
But gentlemen, be careful: for this is even hotter than
The day they sent ol’ Topsy to the chair.

Chorus:
Step right in, the greatest show on this side of the world is to begin,
Bring your kin and leave all reason at the door.
Join our crowd of sinners, freaks and bastards.

We’re gonna dance forever.
We shall not find redemption anymore.

And then one night they caught us unprepared
The ragtag came to finally settle the affair.
And while the troupe was sleeping, somebody put a scent
Of gasoline and brimstone in the air.

Now listen up, you people in this town
Once you said, you didn’t want such gypsy folk around
But we won’t strike the big top, I think we’re gonna stay
And draw the curtain once the sun goes down

Chorus:
Step right in, the greatest show on this side of the world is to begin,
We’ve been practising since Nineteen-Forty-Four
Join our crowd of sinners, freaks and bastards.

We’re gonna dance forever.
We’ll take a bow and give you an encore