Letras
Through hoops and secret panels
Down the slip-n-slide
Faith finds a way to the other side
But you are tempted to be clever
This seems to do the trick
Pick a number, you've got a thousand schticks
But certain crowds are tough
Someone has called your bluff
Your timing's out of step
You drown in your own sweat
You've become a fire-walker
And work the center ring
But you never learn to walk on water
'cos you can't pull any strings
They pardon you when you leave
A few cards up your sleeve
You wear a beard, a magic turban
Charm & hypnotize
Handle snakes, take flying carpet rides
Trap doors and wires, smoke and mirrors--
(tools of the wonder trade)--
False-bottom trunks conceal the big charade
It's taken years to learn
How not to crash and burn
There's little glory in
Just learning how to swim
You conceal, misdirect
Disappear, stack the deck
Jump and tumble, hurdy gurdy
That's the confidence man
A little truth, a little sleight of hand
Sometimes we grasp the truth
When we have lost our youth
Sometimes we live and die
Still clinging to a lie
Someone's laughing, someone knows
You're not wearing any clothes
Still i am tempted to be clever
This seems to do the trick