Roll up!
It’s the Call of Duty Circus
And [bad word] to your town
We’ve diving flying acrobats
And such capricious clowns
So hook up to a server
Grab a seat and gather round
‘Cause the Call of Duty Circus [bad word] to your town

Roll up and see the amazing
Moving statue, sneak attack!
He waits in corners ‘till you pass
Then shoots you in the back
He never moves or learns to shoot
So he will always blow
For all he cares about in life’s
His kill/death ratio
Roll up and see the terrifying ripper
With his blade!
His magic knife will end your life
Of one-hit-kills it’s made
He’ll lunge right through your bullets
And he’ll stab you in the toe
Then farewell to your controller
Out the window it will go

It’s the Call of Duty Circus
And [bad word] to your town
We’ve diving flying acrobats
And such capricious clowns
So hook up to a server
Grab a seat and gather round
‘Cause the Call of Duty Circus [bad word] to your town [bad word] one and all!
See all manner of curious creatures
And furious freaks!
Roll up and see the stealthy clown
So silent and so mute
You’ll never hear [bad word] And you’ll never see him shoot
He skulks around in secret
And he gets the best of you
And when you die you’ll rage and cry
And curse his padded shoes
Roll up and see the amazing
Spinning sniping ten year old
He’s got more revs per minute
Than the disc in his console
Take care when laughing at
His spinning choreography
For he plays real life
On 14 sensitivity

It’s the Call of Duty Circus
And [bad word] to your town
We’ve diving flying acrobats
And such capricious clowns
So hook up to a server
Grab a seat and gather round
‘Cause the Call of Duty Circus [bad word] to your town