The Circus

Call it new technology And they use it to burn And they show no concern Work for their prosperity While the big wheels turn Now it's too late to learn Don't upset the teacher Though we know he lied to you Don't upset the preacher He's gonna close his eyes for you And it's a shame That you're so afraid Just a worker waiting in the pouring rain Putting back the pieces of a broken dream Putting back the pieces of a broken dream Father worked in industry Now the work has moved on And the factory's gone See them sell your history Where once you were strong And you used to belong There was once a future For a working man There was once a lifetime For a skillful hand yesterday And it's a shame That you're so afraid Just a worker waiting in the pouring rain Putting back the pieces of a broken dream Putting back the pieces of a broken dream Don't upset the teacher Though we know he lied to you Don't upset the preacher He's gonna close his eyes for you And it's a shame That you're so afraid Just a worker waiting in the pouring rain Putting back the pieces of a broken dream Tempers fray so easily In desperate despair Is there anyone who cares? Just another tragedy Just a personal affair In a room somewhere There was once a future For a working man There was once a lifetime For a skillful hand yesterday And it's a shame That you're so afraid Just a worker waiting in the pouring rain Putting back the pieces of a broken dream Putting back the pieces of a broken dream (broken dream) Putting back the pieces of a broken dream Of a broken, of a broken dream Putting back the pieces of a broken dream (broken dream) Putting back the pieces of a broken dream