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Cave Nick

Genres: Rock

The Carny Lyrics - Cave Nick

And no-one saw the carny go 

And the weeks flew by 

Until they moved on the show 

Leaving his caravan behind 

It was parked out on the south east ridge 

And as the company crossed the bridge 

With the first rain filling the bone-dry river bed 

It shone, just so, upon the edge 

Dog-boy, atlas, half-man, the geeks, the hired hands 

There was not one among them that did not cas an eye behind 

In the hope that the carny would return to his own kind 

And the carny had a horse, all skin and bone 

A bow-backed nag, that he named "sorrow" 

How it is buried in a shallow grave 

In the then parched meadow 

And the dwarves were given the task of digging the ditch 

And laying the nag's carcass in the ground 

And boss Bellini, waving his smoking pistol around 

saying "The nag is dead Meat" 

"We caint afford to carry dead weight" 

The whole company standing about 

Not making a sound 

And turning to dwarves perched on the enclosure gate 

The boss says "Bury this lump of crow bait" 

And thean the rain came 

Everybody running for their wagons 

Tying all the canvas flaps down 

The mangy cats crowling in ther cages 

The bird-girl flapping and squawking around 

The whole valley reeking of wet beast 

Wet beast and rotten hay 

Freak and brute creation 

Packed up and on their way 

The three dwarves peering from their wagon's hind 

Moses says to Noah "We shoulda dugga deepa one" 

Their grizzled faces like dying moons 

Still dirty from the digging done 

And as the company passed from the valley 

Into a higher ground 

The rain beat on the ridge and on the meadow 

And on the mound 

Until nothing was left, nothing at all 

Except the body of sorrow 

That rose in time 

To float upon the surface of the eaten soil 

And a murder of crows did circle round 

First one, then the others flapping blackly down 

And the carny's van still sat upon the edge 

Tilting slowly as the firm ground turned to sludge 

And the rain it hammered down 

And no-one saw the carny go 

I say it's funny how things go