all the swings and roundabouts have gone to join the fair and they went there leaning on a bear look in all the magazines see their names are printed there and the news is flying round the square champion tightrope walker cry the crowd they don t see this game is just a shroud in the land of hopes and dreams children swarm like flies all around the fountain of soft lies messages to kill or be killed tattooed on the back of their eyelids in their sleep attack creeps back to his cave to watch the fight they will take the bait like fish tonight see the circus ringleader he s counting in his den see him snacking on the souls of men creeps back to his cave to watch the fight they will take the bait like fish tonight
['gaian doom', 'psychedelic doom', 'uk stoner rock']