Headless Lady Circus

[Intro]
Step right up
Step right in
Buy your ticket
Trade your skin
[distorted carnival organ swells
Distant crowd murmur]
[creepy laughing] ha… ha-ha… hahahaha
[Verse 1]
You call me a freak
Cool
I got a tent full of teeth and jewels
Striped big top
Spinning room
Cotton candy melt
Taste that doom
[creepy laughing in background]
Mirror maze grin
See three of me
One with claws
One with extra knees
One just stares
Never blinks
Just waits
I lift the flap
Say
Come tempt fate
[Chorus]
Come join the circus
Be the headless lady
We dance on the tightrope
Till the world goes crazy
All my little mutants
Sway to the bass drum beat
We’re the wrong kind of holy
On the wrong kind of street
[Verse 2]
Got a bearded baby
Tarot hands
Snake boy chewing on the band
Ringmaster with the button eyes
Tells sweet truths
Wrapped up in lies
Step in the cage
Feel the floorboards shake
Lion’s on a leash that’s bound to break
Round and round on the rusted ride
You lose your head
But your body feels alive
[Pre-Chorus]
Do you hear that calliope calling?
Spinning brain like a tilted wheel
Every laugh a little too long
Every smile just a little too real
[creepy laughing
Growing louder]
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register
Almost spoken]
Take off your face
Hang it by the door
Trade in your name
You won’t need it anymore
Step in the jar
Float nice and slow
Headless lady
Let your dark side show
[creepy laughing
Chopped and stuttering over beat]
[Chorus]

dance, Carnival bass-house hybrid with grimy synth bass, detuned calliope lead, and stomp-clap groove. Male vocals half-sung, half-spoken; gang shouts on hooks. Random pitched clown laughs tucked into the sides; breakdown drops to eerie organ and music-box plucks, then slams back with distorted brass stabs and crowd FX., blues, funky, theme, edm