SeaLion Over the mountains, and under the sky --- riding dirty gray horses, go you and I. Mating with chance, copulating with mirth --- the sad-glad paymasters (for what it"s worth). The ice-cream castles are refrigerated; the super-marketeers are on parade. There"s a golden handshake hanging round your neck, as you light your cigarette on the burning deck. And you balance your world on the tip of your nose --- like a SeaLion with a ball, at the carnival. You wear a shiny skin and a funny hat --- the Almighty Animal Trainer lets it go at that. You bark ever-so-slightly at the Trainer"s gun, with you whiskers melting in the noon-day sun. You flip and you flop under the Big White Top where the long-legged ring-mistress starts and stops. But you know, after all, the act is wearing thin --- as the crowd grows uneasy and the boos begin. But you balance your world on the tip of your nose --- you"re a SeaLion with a ball at the carnival. Just a trace of pride upon our fixed grins --- for there is no business like the show we"re in. There is no reason, no rhyme, no right to leave the circus `til we"ve said good-night. The same performance, in the same old way; it"s the same old story to this Passion Play. So we"ll shoot the moon, and hope to call the tune --- and make no pin cushion of this big balloon. Look how we balance the world on the tips of our noses, like SeaLions with a ball at the carnival. |
Другие исполнители: Маргулис Евгений Joe Dassin W.A.S.P. Шульженко Фабрика Игры Беликов Сергей Глызин Алексей Willie Dixon Jim Morrison Фристайл Тишинская Татьяна Бока Леонидов Максим Облачный Край Dido Sade |