The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band - 1906 lyrics

A circus light keeps flashing.
A stone crumbled and fell.
Steel beams snap like toothpicks.
I don't feel well.

Many strangers have arrived.
Wearing immense black capes.
Selling buttons at my door.
I don't feel well.

See the frightened foxes.
See the hunchback in the park.
He is blind, and can't run for cover.
I don't feel well.

Hear my master's ugly voice.
See the the teeth-marks on my leash.
Only freaks know all the answers.
I don't feel well.