from
The Past is Never Where You Think You Left It,
released December 12, 2014
Fuckin’ “Rollup rollup” they used to say
You buy the ticket you take the ride
Ah the giggle palace
The place of wonder
The house of pain
Subtly decorated with the skin and blood
Of a thousand weaklings
Because most of us paid a lot more before
We made it to those beautiful
Majestic and hallowed hardwood bumpy slides
Only to find like a lot of other shit later in life
They were just out to get ya
The adrenalin kicked in
The moment that whistle blew
And you knew you were a part of the stampede
Of puppies kitten and lambs
Most of us made it over the crunching steps
Up and down they went
Hungry for exposed fingers and toes
We always lost a few of the littlies on those
Nothing romantic about the swing bridge of chains
That kept biting and pinching again and again
Many a child was left behind lame
Giggle Palace oh that house of pain
Have you ever been smacked in the nose by a hose?
That jungle of rubber held a thousand of those
Me and the young ‘uns who’d somehow got through
Were soft easy targets for the slap happy few
Marksmen like archers marksmen like archers
The evil king’s soldiers with their wicked job to do
“Welcome to the Barrel Come on come on
Onto the Barrel onto the Barrel”
Where boy upon boy crushed bone upon bone
We were screaming for “Mummy I want to go home!”
Imagine yourself in a washing machine
On permanent spin cycle it seems
A blistering battering brutal regime
That keeps turning and turning and turning
And turning and turning and turning
Barely alive I managed to strive
To the ultimate goal the ultimate ride
For which many a young feeble child had died
Or at least that’s how most of us felt at the time
But some of us whom death did deny
Were able to say “I rode the slide”
And we remember the skin and the blood and the bone
And that feeling that we just wanted to go home
And the cries of our comrades left all alone
And the cries of our comrades
And the cries of our comrades
81’s blaze saw the palace burnt down
A smoldering heat a smoldering crown
An unexplained fire a complete mystery
An electrical fault hell don’t look at me
Suffice to say that king and I
Never did see eye to eye
Never did see eye to eye