all I see around me is a bunch of clowns time to rise up but all they want to do is pull me down all I hear is the music on the Carousel as I go round and round my life is like a circus moving town to town always pulling stakes from the ground never settled true home is never found I'm always running place to place with this makeup on my face you always find me with a smile the measurement of my life is just another mile I'm Walking the Tightrope without a net I can't trust anyone I've ever met I got all my chips on the table this could to be the final bet if I win or lose I won't regret no more games I'm going for the gusto no more games I'm going for the gusto