Lyrics:

Found out this morning
There's a circus coming to town
They drive in Cadillacs
Using walkie-talkies and the Secret Service
Their big top, imitation of life
And all the flags and microphones
Have to cover our eyes
We play the sideshows
And we like the tunnel of love
When we ride the Ferris wheel
We're little children again
When they're asking for volunteers
We'll be the first ones aboard
When the ringmaster calls our names
We'll be the first ones to go to sleep
Stealing all our dreams, dreams for sale
They'll sell 'em back to you
On with the show, start the parade
We sand along, sweep us away
It's political party time
Goin' down, goin' down, comin' down
And the celebrities all come out
Comin' down, comin' down, comin'
The sun is going down
And the dogs are starting to howl
We stay out after dark eating cotton candy
And the music's playing, well
How we all laughed! We split our sides!
The camera flash! We almost died!
The rain gonna pour on down, falling out of the sky
Comin' down, comin' down
And the celebrities all run out of the rain
When it's down, comin' down, gonna rain
Gonna rain, gonna rain
Gonna rain, gonna rain, rain, rain, rain

Now I wonder who's boss
And who he's leavin' behind?