This house is a circus, berserk as [bad word] 
 We tend to see that as a perk though. Look
 What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend
 And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
 This house is a circus, berserk as [bad word] 
 We tend to see that as a perk though. Look
 What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend
 And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end

 Looking for trouble and there's lovers to be had
 Those ones next to us are such lovely lads
 Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
 And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
 And we're forever unfulfilled
 Can't think why
 Like a search for murder clues
 In dead man's eyes
 Forever unfulfilled
 And can't think why
 Like a search for murder clues
 In dead man's eyes

 The more you open your mouth
 The more you're forcing performance
 All the attention is leading me to feel important [bad word] obnoxious)
 Now that we're here, we may as well go too far

 Wriggling around just so that you won't forget
 There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect
 Aimlessly gazing at the blazers in the queue
 [bad word] with the notion that it's life not film

 This house is a circus, berserk as [bad word] 
 We tend to see that as a perk though. Look
 What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend
 And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
 This house is a circus, berserk as [bad word] 
 We tend to see that as a perk though. Look
 What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend
 And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end