There wouldn't be any artists, 
No jugglers or tightrope walkers. 
Without Lies, in my eyes 
Life would be straight up sad. 
bit of sun to melt the ice flow, 
good disguise to start the show 
Without Lies, in my eyes 
Life would be straight up grey 
When I eat cake, I prefer the cherry 
Changing the scenes different faces, 
Another costume changing places 
Without Lies, in my eyes 
Life would be pretty boring 
We wouldn't be great performers, 
We'd watch the time pass us over 
Without lies, in my eyes 
Life would be pretty bad 
In the champagne I prefer the bubbles 
bit of sun to melt the ice flow, 
good disguise to start the show 
Without lies, in my eyes 
Life would be straight up grey 
When I eat cake, I prefer the cherry, 
I prefer the cherry, 
I prefer the cherry .