Bad Radishes

When the circus comes to town I have to hide under my bed

I know the tigers and the zebras are looking for me, can’t you see, they want something from me

While the monkeys and the clowns make their own plans for me, I search for a way out of this town

The word gets around, the circus is coming to town, I’m under my bed, I’m under my bed.

I know the tigers and the zebras are looking for me, can’t you see, they want something from me

They want something from me