(browne)      Like a crowd when the pin drops   Like a ride that you can't get off   High wire on a high hope   Tight walk on a tight rope   Cold night make you breathe in   Hot lights make the show begin      Catch your breath as your heart stops   It's what you want but it's never enough   Grey days in a blue town   Every time the circus calls round   Pulling out of a tail spin   Put it up in the mess you're in      Chorus   Once you bring the house down, bring the house down   I'd walk if walking meant that I lose myself   Look if looking made me go blind   Scream but screaming only serves to cloud my mind      Strange scene that you don¹t know   Ringside at the freak show   Paint cracks as you're walking on in   Butter's thick and the air is thin   By now you're the star of the show   Sat alone in a gaping hole      Chorus