Rush

Carnies

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Under the gaze of the eight elms,
A spectacle like you've never seen:
Spinning lights and faces,
Demon music and gypsy queens
The glint of iron wheels
The bodies spin in a clockwork dance
Oh, the smell of flint and steel
A wheel of fate, a game of chance
How I pray just to get away
To carry me anywhere
Sometimes the angels punish us
By answering our prayers
By answering our prayers
The face of naked evil
Turns a young boy's blood to ice
(Indistinguishable)
Such a dangerous device
The glint of iron wheels
The bodies spin in a clockwork dance
Oh, the smell of flint and steel
A wheel of fate, a game of chance
Oh, shout toward the crowd
Laughed elation ringing loud
(Indistinguishable) marks in the hands of the innocent.
The angry crowd moves towards him with malintent
How I pray just to get away
To carry me anywhere
Sometimes the angels punish us
By answering our prayers
By answering our prayers
The glint of iron wheels
The bodies spin in a clockwork dance
Oh, the smell of flint and steel
A wheel of fate, a game of chance