The Freak

Step inside the tent, ladies and gentlemen



To see the freak they call 'Jacko, the dog face man'



He walks like a man and talks like a man



But was born with the face of a dog



An actual freak of nature



Bright lights blind me and I am whizzing by the people



Pushing, rushing to the music and my eyes are running



And my legs are aching and there are people winning



And the carnival's spinning



Merry go round, go round, and they make me dizzy



People shouting as they shot and win



And my head is ringing, my ears are flitting



And my hair is thinning and the carnival's spinning



After the people have gone



I walk along down sideshow alley



And from the tent I hear some crying



The sound of someone in pain



And written brightly on the canvas and woodwork



So that everybody could see



Was the question they pose to the public



When is a man not a man, when he's a freak in the sideshow



But we all got to cry, yes, we all got to cry and we all got to cry



Bright lights blind me and I am questioned by the people



Pushing, rushing to the organ grinder's music



And my eyes are running and my legs are achy



And there are people crying and the carnival's dying