Three Rings

By Prick

On The Wreckard

Released on February 2002

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I was out on the wire

Looking for the quickest way down

Swallowing fire

Playing the clown

And the erectors came in

And before I knew they did it

They'd constructed the scene

The flying trapeze, the rings

I am, here I am

I am, here I am

The rings of my eyes fade

Lemon drops on my tongue

All the glory of the kings of the beast crawl

As the perfume horse runs

Questions up to our citizens

You ask an arch at one please

Have you been educated? (where?)

Are you married, are you free? (answer me)

Are you ready, are you ready for me? (I am, here I am)

I hear you, tell me everything (I am, here I am)

Mocking mortality with every move

The limelight tickles the wire

When and where indecision is fatal

Can I open my eyes?

(Ready?)

Have you ever pulled the trigger for your country?

Are you sedate, are you wild? (answer me)

I am ready, are you ready for me? (I am, here I am)

I hear you, so tell me everything (I am, here I am)

Trouble with the world today

Freedom causes confusion

One reaction, too many questions

Leave the choices with me

That is, the world decayed

You said he's locked on computers

See a view through the keyhole too-too-too late

Where they make over years

Answer me

I am, here I am

I hear you, tell me everything (I am, here I am)

Where the rings of my eyes fade (I am)

Where the rings of my eyes

Where the rings of my eyes fade (I am)

Where the rings of my eyes