Last week the circus came to town,
and I fell in love with the tents,
the clowns, the cotton candy,
and the peanuts for five cents.
I watched all three rings,
with a gleam in my eye,
I had to join the circus-
or at least try.
After the show was all over,
I went and found the ring master.
I told him of my plans,
I don't think my heart could beat any faster.
I told him I had dreams,
he said he could make them real.
He then told me of all the jobs,
before we made a deal.
You could swing high on the trapeze,
with only a thin net below,
and if you don't fall down,
you'll be the star of the show!
You could swallow fire,
and spray it from your mouth,
and if you don't burn up,
you'll be a hit from north to south!
We'll shoot you from the cannon,
but make sure you hit the mat,
we can't make a star out of you,
if right away you go splat!
You can put your head,
in the mouth of a lion,
and if he's not hungry,
you'll be a smash without tryin'!
You can dive from a ladder,
into a shallow tank,
if you make it- you'll be famous,
and have me to thank!
It's not only the acts my boy,
it's the sounds and the sights,
it's the side shows, food,
and the bright spot lights!
So what do you think,
my new found friend?
Join the show of all shows,
and begin the fun that won't end!
This sounds great all right,
but I can't do those stunts.
Do you think I could just clean up-
after the elephants?