Cold and misty morning, I heard a warning borne in the air About an age of power no one had an hour to spare, Where the seeds have withered, silent children shivered, in the cold Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold. I'll be there I'll be there I will be there.
Suffering in silence, they've all been betrayed. They hurt them and they beat them, in a terrible way. Praying for survival at the end of the day. There is no compassion for those who stay. I'll be there I'll be there I will be there
There must be someone who can set them free: To take thier sorrow from this odysey To help the helpless and the refugee To protect what's left of humanity. Can't you see Can't you see Can't you see.
I'll be there I'll be there I will be there; To heal their sorrow To beg and borrow Fight tomorrow.
Step inside! Hello! We've a most amazing show You'll enjoy it all we know Step inside! Step inside!
We've got thrills and shocks, supersonic fighting cocks. Leave your hammers at the box Come inside! Come inside! Roll up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!
Left behind the bars, rows of Bishop's heads in jars and a bomb inside a car Spectacular! Spectacular!
If you follow me there's a speciality some tears for you to see Misery, misery, Roll up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!
Next upon the bill in our House of Vaudeville We've a stripper in a till What a thrill! What a thrill! And not content with that, with our hands behind our backs, We pull Jesus from a hat, Get into that! Get into that! Roll up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show!