by Derek W. Dick (Fish)
B-Side of "Internal Exile" single, released on Polydor in 1991
It's a quarter past midnight and she ain't no Cinderella
But she's swallowed all your best lines and she's staying in the hotel
And you've got her number from the bar tab that she's running
The circus comes to town
Temptation O such a temptation
Temptation O such a temptation
The cage door is open and your living on the high wire
Clowning in the spotlight, you've got no one to bring you down
The cabs impatient this ladies waiting
The ringmaster calls you down
Temptation O such a temptation
Temptation O such a temptation
The carnival man
So glad to know you, the carnival man
You're shaking hands, with the carnival man
So pleased to meet you, the carnival man
Call me Mr. Temptation
Like a bullet in a chamber that you're thinking is empty
You press it to your temple with a finger on the trigger
An act of bravado, an act of defiance
It's all eyes upon you now
Temptation O such a temptation
Temptation O such a temptation
Pokuszenie, o coz za pokuszenie
The carnival man
So glad to know you. the carnival man
You're shaking hands, with the carnival man
So pleased to meet you, the carnival man
Call me Mr. Temptation
Is there anything you want, anything you desire
Just tell me anything you need
They call me Mr Temptation
You're the life and the soul of every party
Now you're walking wounded, just another casualty
You've got my sympathy, you've got my calling card
This call's collect, I'm the carnival man, Mr Temptation
Carnival man
This is the day that the circus leaves town
Goodbye carnival man
This is the day that the circus leaves town
Goodbye.
This is the day that the circus leaves town
