Loughgall Circus Songtext
von Junk Drawer

Going down the chip shop and I′m taking you all with me
Drives the old men crazy, these cowboys and referees
Frank's got a new job title, head of atrocities
Ask mister how many pounds for my daddy back please

And at the circus the children laugh
What a price to pay
Now your gatecrash dreams have come true


Going down the chip shop and I′m taking you all with me
Going down the chip shop and I'm taking you all with me

Have you ever noticed your uncle's hundred yard stare?
All of a sudden I miss everyone and that was on a good day
It′s easier to pass through an eagle′s eye than under the orange arch
The laughter of our children is the silence of our men

Have you ever noticed your uncle's hundred yard stare?
Have you ever noticed your uncle′s hundred yard stare?
The godless prowess and mystery is the silence of our men
Have you ever noticed your uncle's hundred yard stare?
Have you ever noticed your uncle′s hundred yard stare?