(Finn)
The hangman`s in the noose
The prisoner is loose
The wheel has come around
And the velvet curtain coming down
And left it there
A suitcase on a chair
I feel my weight
And something tells me
There`s a river underground
In a place where there`s no one to be found
And no one came to see
The oldest show in town (x3)
Santa`s on the cross
Innocence is lost
The music`s in your mind
And the windscreen wipers move in time
No one came to see
The oldest show in town (x2)
And the stranger was a ghost
The killer was a priest
Took the first excuse
Made the madness seem cute lipped
On your own you`ll find your own escape
There are many ways to choose
And I don`t know which one you should take
A home is all you want
On the back of a truck driving down the street
It doesn`t seem so much
But it`s all you need to make your life complete
No one came to see
The oldest show in town (x3)
No one came to see
I lean the slightest bit towards you
White turns into brown, light goes to black
Your eyes danced in my reflection
And the horse ate my trousers