From the recording Your Way Home
This song wonders where and how our childlike innocence disappeared. We had the circus setting in mind and wanted to create a kind of "Mr Kite" effect in the middle sections.
Lyrics
Show Me the Tigers
What have you done with the greasepaint & make up?
What has become of the clown?
Where are the frolics the fun and the laughter?
Left alone with a frown
What has become of the circus we ran to
What has become of our dreams
Left them along with the innocent children
Right at the crossroads it seems
Show me the tigers, show me the lions
Jugglers a plenty, the acrobats fly
Gone are the tigers, they’re no roaring lions
Ringmaster standing alone
Spinning round and round the wire….
Spinning round
We have become our own circus to run from
Leaving the big top behind
Left them along with the innocent children
Right at the back of our minds
Show me the tigers, show me the lions
Jugglers a plenty, the acrobats fly
Gone are the tigers, they’re no roaring lions
Ringmaster standing alone
Spinning round and round the wire….
Spinning round
What have you done with the greasepaint & make up?
What has become of the clown?
Where are the frolics the fun and the laughter?
Left alone with a frown