Thin Man

I've been avoiding the circus
Afraid the trapeze might fall down
You say the fall will not hurt us
Cause the net stands apart from the ground

[Chorus]
So there you go for the rings
Legs entwined and circling
Height of the backside swing
Arms reaching beckoning me

But I am the thin man
All skin and bones
Am I qualified for the job?
Or better off alone
Sleeping in a bed of leaves
Scarecrow where all the birds are thieves
Meanwhile, back at the circus
You seeing as the pendulum flies
Watched by ten thousand eyes