Step inside the tent everyone ladies and gentlemen and see the freak they call Jo Jo the Dog Face.
He walks like a man, he talks like a man. Yet he was born with the face of a dog.
An actual living freak of nature.
Bright lights blind me and I'm wedged in by the people
Pushing, rushing to the organ grinders music
And my eyes are running and my legs are aching
And the people winning and the carnivals spinning
Merry go round, go round and they make me dizzy
People shouting as they shoot and win an ashtray
And my head is breaking and my ears are splitting
And my hair is thinning and the carnivals spinning
After the people have gone I walk alone down sideshow alley
And from a tent I hear some crying
The sound of someone in pain
And written brightly on the canvas and woodwork
So that everybody would see
Was the question they posed to the public
When is a man not a man?
When he's a freak in a sideshow
But we're all getting wise
Yes we've all got to cry
And we've all gotta cry
Bright lights blind me and I'm wedged in by the people
Pushing, rushing to the organ grinders music
And my eyes are running and my legs are aching
And there's people crying and the carnivals dying
