Sucker’s Minute

There's a sucker born every minute
It's a stone unturned all the time
It's a vaguing threat
From a dull, dull knife

But if it's all just the same
I think I'm going back from whence I came

If the lion in the jungle said he loved his enemy
Would he get so far?
Would they fear his roar?
Unaccountable instinct
It's so bizarre
So bizarre

From time to time
I may speak in cliché
It's a sign of my age
What can I say?

But how
[?]

Earthlings die every minute
But that's just the way that I was designed
But I don't blame your eyes
For wanting to cry (Cry!)

All though it's a shame
I think I'm going back from whence I came

So let me ask
If the lion in the jungle said he loved his enemy
Would he get so far?
Would they fear his roar?
Unaccountable instinct
It's so bizarre