The Freaks
Welcome to the carnival of circus freaks
The bleeding lady the blood from her leaks
Here is a place where you can buy crack
Lobotomised whores who you can slap
The freaks…
The snake woman drinks six bottles of gin
Gives you a blow-job and sheds her skin
Welcome to the carnival of circus freaks
Ladies and gentlemen take your seats
The freaks…
The bearded lady crap she extracts
Produces an elephant out of her snatch
She will shock you and deprave
The perverts in your town’s newest craze
The freaks…
The matchstick man has broken his bones
The hairy man’s hairy child is cloned
Under the surface of glitz and pearls
Their poison into you will unfurl
The freaks…
The muscle man the legs does break
Of three-legged three-legged three-legged Jake
Under the surface under the smiles
Each one a pervert to be defiled
The freaks…
After your heart has been consumed
Your normality sent to its doom
You’ll be deformed as the rest
This freakshow, this freakshow is the best!
The freaks…
Snake Woman
She’ll wrap herself around you like a vine around a bough
Spitting out her venom to the satanic vows
Each man she entices them with her satanic spell
She leads them all to ruin then takes them down to Hell
Snake woman…
They wrap themselves around you how quietly they hiss
Now you taste saliva how dirty is their kiss
Snake woman…
After they have gone they will shed their skin
While you’re left feeling dirty they’ll feel free of sin
Snake woman…
So a snake around you with her teeth will bite
After they have strangled you in the blackest night
Snake woman…
Evil evil evil is her kiss
If you listen closely you can hear her hiss
Snake woman…
High-heel shoes
You sell your fat for money and work the freakshow booths in high-heel shoes
You dance the ballerina they laugh at every move in high-heel shoes
You sell yourself for money while they laugh and take the piss
You hate them when they laugh at you, then blow them a kiss
You’re eating twenty chickens, you eat them every day
You eat them as they watch and as they look away
So now you’re getting fatter the fat on you does grow
You’re getting bigger every year until your heart does go
You dance the ballerina the fat on you will swell
So you just keep on eating the freakshow’s biggest girl
Now you’re bending over and shaking what you’ve got
And as you shake it baby they all shout fucking slut
You sell your fat for money, you sell your fat for money…
… In high-heel shoes
Avarice
Avarice, avarice! Money, money is bliss!
The money man makes all the money that’s why the money man lives
He sells the souls of his freakshow, for the money man money is bliss
He’s sold his father and mother; his daughter and wife do tricks
Each coin and each note that he makes he greedily gobbles and licks
Avarice, avarice! Money, money is bliss!
He sold all of his children; he sold his friends as well
Well, one day pretty soon the money man’s going to Hell
The money man’s so greedy he’s got a dollar down his jacket’s insides
For the sake of making more money he murders, cheats and lies
Avarice, avarice! Money, money is bliss!
Everywhere he springs misery, each of the freaks he makes cry
He sold his soul to the Devil he’s the only one who’d buy
Matchstick Man
You stand at twenty inches in your stockinged feet
People pick you up and say that you are sweet
You’ll never beat the shit out of another man
You’ll never reach the top shelf they don’t understand
No one ever fears you, you are just a joke
Someone they can laugh at, fun at which to poke
You’d like to pull a gun out blow them all away
Stop them looking down on you, wipe their smiles away
After you have shot them stamped on all their heads
You can look down on them now they are all dead
Now you hold the power now you are big
With them all dead now you can live
Midget man…
All of your children they’ll be small as well
They will all look up to you and you will feel swell
You will be a big man, be a macho king
And when you die everyone will sing
Midget man…
Three-legged Jake
Three-legged Jake… three-legged Jake
Three-legged Jake it’s a mistake, you can tell he’s a fake
You know what they say about three-legged Jake in a back alley your legs he’ll break
Mean motherfucker who’s full of hate, nasty mean and a fake
Your throat he will cut and he’ll beat you up three-legged Jake is a mean motherfuck
And after the job the three-legged yob will go home and pray to a three-legged God
Three-legged Jake he’s got a dog and one of his legs he’s cut off
Now three-legged Jake’s got a three-legged dog and in the streets they look pretty odd
The three-legged dog will bite your leg off and spit it out when he coughs
The three-legged dog is a circus freak and in the freakshow he barks when you speak
He sits on the lap of three-legged Jake when in the freakshow money he makes
Three-legged Jake… three-legged Jake… legs he will break…
Bleeding Lady
You’re bleeding through your head and hands, your pale white skin means it’s a plan
To work the freakshow booths amongst the damned
Bleeding lady of the freakshow, they gasp at how your blood does flow
The end is soon your deathly pallor shows
You’re crying blood your tear-stained face, they stare at you, you’re left no grace
No dignity, respect to save face
A living corpse in the booth sits, you even shut up drunken gits
The blood from you does drip
A haemophiliac each night, a freakshow star, give them a fright
You’re called the vampire of the night
You sit inside your crimson cloak, inside your heart, your heart is broke
The tears of utter anguish choke
By a plastic candlestick they marvel how you look so sick
You’d like a dagger in their backs to stick
One day soon it will all cease, your illness it will increase
Then your suffering it will cease
Lobotomy
Lobotomy, it’s gotta be, lobotomy
Lobotomy, lobotomy, the best thing you can have
You’ll never be depressed again you’ll never be sad
All your pain is cleansed, now let’s celebrate
I tell you how you’re gonna feel you’re gonna feel great
Lobotomy, lobotomy, you will have such fun
The pain starts when you start to think you’re so much better dumb
So all you freaks now in the world line up against the wall
This solution’s perfect, for one and all
Lobotomy, lobotomy, well it won’t hurt will this
And even if it does, you won’t remember it
All you freaks are perverts, perverts through and through
So let them disengage your brains, the best thing they can do
Lobotomy, lobotomy, for them you are a pest
Lobotomy, lobotomy, you know it’s for the best
When between the temples you feel nice and numb
That’s when, my little freaks, you can have such fun
Lobotomy, it’s gotta be, lobotomy, it’s gotta be
Lobotomy, lobotomy, you know you will feel fine
For when your brains don’t work no more you join the divine
No sense of irritation at what you think is unjust
No longer when they lock you up will you in anger thrust
Lobotomy, it’s gotta be, lobotomy, it’s gotta be
Lobotomy, it’s gotta be, lobotomy, it’s gotta be
Lobotomy, lobotomy, lobotomy, it’s gotta be
Lobotomy, it’s gotta be, lobotomy, it’s gotta be
Loboooooooooooooo-tomy
Then you’ll all be vegetables, you might smell a bit
But after your lobotomy you will not know it
Three Pairs of Arms
You got three pairs of arms now your body is embalmed
So you died, no one’s cried, freakshow trunk blessed by monks
They are paid how depraved how they smiled you defiled
You got three pairs of arms now your body is embalmed
Smell the paint you they taint half you shock half they mock
They’re so cruel to you freakshow fool just a freak well the future is bleak
You got three pairs of arms now your body is embalmed
You on the outside you’re looking in is it all evil is it all sin?
They don’t care as they stare as they curse you and swear
You got three pairs of arms…
Miracle Cure
Step up step up for the miracle cure whatever the illness the remedy’s sure
A spot of cancer cure it today a blood clot or two will go away
Step up step up for the miracle cure whatever the illness the remedy’s sure
Our magnificent miracle cure will solve your baldness that is for sure
The ointment version just rub it on! Your hair will return while I sing this song
If you’re feeling a little bit ill take one of our magical pills
Step up step up for the miracle cure whatever the illness the remedy’s sure
If you’ve just had a heart attack take one and you’ll get your life back
Step up step up for the miracle cure whatever the illness the remedy’s sure
If you don’t like the shape of your nose take one of our pills soon it will show
Step up step up for the miracle cure whatever the illness the remedy’s sure
If it’s crooked straight it will grow if it’s too big smaller it goes
Step up step up for the miracle cure whatever the illness the remedy’s sure
So step up for our miracle cure, each illness and blemish it will be cured
Step up step up for the miracle cure whatever the illness the remedy’s sure…
Step up, step up, step up…!
Deathless Man
I’ve been in the car the car that was smashed, I’ve been on the motorbike that crashed
I had me the cancer and the heart attack, I’ve been shot in the head I’ve been stabbed in the back
Deathless man to life forever damned…
I’m a hundred and twenty and I’m feeling fine, my family and friends have been dead for some time
I guess you could say that life is unkind, the longer I see it with the passing of time
I’m a deathless man to life forever damned
Once I was dead but I was sent back, that’s when I saw something blacker than black
Now I’m immortal never in time as was decreed by the divine - the swine
I’m a deathless man to life forever damned
I’ve had my throat had my throat cut, but then my throat just healed up
An iron bar smashed over my head it should have killed me but I am not dead
I’m a deathless man with life forever damned
Forever damned… a deathless man…
Flipper Boy
He’s got no legs and he’s got no arms and flipper boy is full of fear
He swims in a fish tank he’s star of the show mermaids he spears
Flipper boy is three foot high he’s got no lips or ears
But when flipper boy has finished his shift he drinks twenty pints of beer
Flipper Boy! Flipper Boy!
Flipper boy’s a vampire he wants to drink your blood
When flipper boy he smiles at you it’s not with love
He’s got no fingers just got claws he wants to cut your throat
Flipper boy drinks your blood on it his stomach bloats
Flipper Boy! Flipper Boy!
Flipper boy has got no teeth but flipper boy he is mean
Flipper boy is star of the show when he speaks he is obscene
Mermaids don’t last long in his tank each one he molests
Flipper boy hates everyone but as a freak he is best
Flipper Boy! Flipper Boy!
Flipper boy is a dirty boy, flipper boy has a big cock
But every whore that’s fucked flipper boy fucks him with their eyes shut
Flipper boy is a freak in his mind as well
With all the poison that he thinks flipper boy is going to Hell
Flipper Boy! Flipper Boy!
Flipper boy is going to Hell! Flipper boy is going to Hell!
The Wind and the Rain
Your hair falls down your back you hair hits the floor
The men they all stare at you the men they you adore
But you just feel the wind and the rain…
Your pimp is kinda hard on you as he puts you out for sale
Each man that purchases you and in the back room you nails
But you just feel the wind and the rain…
As the years go by your beauty your beauty it fades
Your pimp who sold you so well he’ll make no more sales
But you just feel the wind and the rain...
So they can laugh and talk, so they can stare and gawk
The hair it falls down your back the hair hits the floor
The men they can stare at you but you don’t care any more
Just feel the wind, just feel the wind, just feel the wind, the rain…
The wind and the rain
Dreams
He dreams that he is eating but he never eats a thing
He dreams that he is working he dreams that he does sing
But if you ever ask him there are no ifs and buts
The best dream that he’s ever had is that he did wake up
He dreams he is a hero he dreams he’s saved a life
He dreams he’s got a big house and a beautiful wife
But if you ever ask him there are no ifs and buts
The best dream that he’s ever had is that he did wake up
He dreams he’s got a country of which he is the king
That on his neck and on his wrist the diamonds they cling
But if you ever ask him there are no ifs and buts
The best dream that he’s ever had is that he did wake up
He didn’t wake up!
Hairy Man
“Hello Doris, I’m just about to dry my hair”
You got hair on your knees, you got hair on your arms
You got hair on your brow, you got hair on your palms
You got hair on your fingertips and when you’re embalmed
You’ll have hair on your kidneys, they’ll be alarmed
Hairy man…
You’re hairy when you’re angry, you’re hairy when you’re calm
If you had a personality it would be a hairy charm
You’re sitting in the freakshow like a monkey in the zoo
You’re looking at them monkeys and they laugh at you
Hairy man…
You got a hairy passport, you’re hairy through and through
You got a hairy garden the sky is hairy too
When you eat your food you got a hairy chew
And when you go to the toilet it’s a hairy loo
Hairy man… hairy man… hairy man… what you gonna do?
Rosa with Three Heart
Rosa with three hearts, Rosa with three hearts
Good to everyone she knew was Rosa with three hearts
Now one heart has left, one heart it is broke
The other has been poisoned so now Rosa will croak
Rosa needs new hearts, Rosa needs new hearts
Otherwise Rosa will die; Rosa needs new hearts
Rosa’s good to people Rosa’s love endured
With her three hearts three times more love did pour
Rosa needs new hearts, Rosa needs new hearts
Otherwise Rosa will die; Rosa needs new hearts
Rosa now will die nothing there to pump
The blood around her veins on the floor she slumps
Rosa needs new hearts, Rosa needs new hearts
Otherwise Rosa will die; Rosa needs new hearts
All we have are memories of Rosa’s love
Rosa’s now with God, she’s with God above
Rosa with three hearts…
Ugly Joe
You got a face on the front you got a face on the back
Your beard is so long it’s going down your back
You’re so ugly mirrors you crack
Down a back alley you’d better mind your back
You’re so ugly…
Where others got skin you got scales
You look a bit green and a bit pale
At genteel conversation you’re gonna fail
You’re as slimy as a garden snail
You got a bird’s nest in your beard, you hang around looking weird
You open your mouth saying something queer, as you drink twenty pints of beer
You’re so ugly…
You’ve got less charm than Attila the Hun
You got a dirty face and a dirty bum
Adolf Hitler would have been a chum
You’re a dirty low-life piece of scum
You’re a bearded leady in the freakshow, when they look at you you let them know
You can use more holes than they can show, the hate from you is quick to flow
You’re so ugly…
The little kids want to pull your beard you stab them with your spear
When they say is it real, sometimes you let them have a feel (of your fist)
Ugly…
Ugly Joe…
The News
Have you heard the news going round the town the freakshow’s shutting down
All of you freaks put on the shelves in despair and anguish you will delve
Have you heard the news the selfish gits would rather lock you up than face it
Political correctness they do claim, they’d rather have you locked up you should be ashamed
Have you heard the news you’re a disgrace flaunting your deformities in their face
So you freaks no longer to be shown, now locked up in hospitals and mental homes
Have you heard the news around this place they say that the freakshow’s a disgrace
All of the freaks no longer on display now in an institution to be locked away
Have you heard the news you’re all locked up, no longer normal people will be shocked
All those freaks lock them up, so our normal citizens you don’t corrupt
Have you heard the news perverters of young minds now each one of you has had your time
They will not tolerate the corruption that you bring normality they reinstate out of this town freaks fling
Have you heard the news going round the town all of you freaks are to be put down!
News! News!
Together Forever
Forever we will be together beyond the grave
In our grave we’ll lie side by side through hate and pride we will die
Forever we will be together beyond the grave
Though my hate for you it grows there is no place I can go
Forever we will be together beyond the grave
Each thought and feeling that you feel makes me anguished want to squeal
Forever we will be together beyond the grave
Each habit, predilection, twitch wants me to call you a fucking bitch
Forever we will be together beyond the grave
But then if I cut your throat on my own corpse I will gloat
Forever we will be together beyond the grave
Oh how I wish you I could kill but then my own blood I would spill
Forever we will be together beyond the grave……. Beyond the grave
Normo
I can’t believe it’s happening, I can’t believe to me
A normo loves me; well how can this be?
They say that I am their hero, they say that I am the one
I thought that to the normos I was an ugly freak
But this one says they love me, well I can hardly speak
The normos look down their noses and show me their contempt
I don’t believe it’s happening, they believe in me not you
A normo loves me, loves me true
I suppose there must be others who feel the same
Who would see beauty in us though we are freaks by name
So not all the normos do us ugly find
And do not think we’re degenerate ugly pervert swine
Degenerate ugly pervert swine…
"Welcome to the Carnival of Circus Freaks
The Bleeding Lady the blood from her leaks
Here is a place where you can buy crack
Lobotomised whores who you can slap."
The Freakshow presents the mutation of the Tiger Lillies 1999 cd 'Circus Songs'. New outcasts have their story presented for your listening pleasure.
The Snake Woman, Three Legged Jake, Rosa with 3 Hearts, the Fat Lady, Deathless Man, Normo, Bleeding Lady, Matchstick Man, Flipper Boy, The Bleeding Lady, Ugly Joe, Hairy Man and the Sleeper all cavort for your entertainment. A carnival of oddities, but who is the freak, them or YOU?
Credits:
Martyn Jaques : Lead Vocals, Accordion, Guitar, Ukulele, Piano
Adrian Stout : Double Bass, Theremin, Musical Saw, Backing Vocals
Adrian Hughes : Drums, Percussion, Backing Vocals
Engineered, recorded and mixed by Stuart Hamilton at Castlesound Studios, Pencaitland, East Lothian, Scotland except for Lobotomy overdub vocals recorded at Tin Pan Alley Studio and mixed at Wolf Studio
Mastered at Wolf Studios by Dominique Brethes, London
© 2008 MISERY GUTS MUSIC / TIGER 018
ALL SONGS WRITTEN BY MARTYN JAQUES
