Cretin Circus

The wagons roll in and the tents go up, 
They hand out the lard in a Dixie cup
If you'll be wishing to see a site, 
Of bearded women and lions that bite
Look for a midget and he'll be greetin, 
To show you where to see a cretin
No eye contact for they'll get livid, 
As everyone knows them cretins ain't timid

Here we go, Start the show, Take your seat, See a creet
Here we go, Start the show, Take your seat, See a creet

There was a boy named Billy Bar Buda, 
He never bathed and tasted like tuna
His eleven little toes were filled up with jelly, 
While Spam filled up his over-sized belly
Nobody liked him nobody cared, 
All cause he was hygienically impaired
He left home without having eaten, 
To fill the rank as an eleven toed cretin

Here we go, Start the show, Take your seat, See a creet
Here we go, Start the show, Take your seat, See a creet

The cretins come marching out 
not doing any tricks 
they won't jump through a fiery ring 
or do any back flips 
and yet you gather close and stare 
and then you try to meet them 
but just remember these five words, 

please don't feed the cree-TONS!

It takes no skill just plain luck, 
No easier way to make a buck
From the muscle man to the boy with no limbs, 
From the tattooed women to the guy with 8 chins
They all get along no doubt about that, 
Even the guy all covered with fat
Get out of my tent it's time to go, 
This is the end of out cretin show

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