Lyrics

In the circus of my mind
The ringmaster's suicidal
There's a bear who wears a tutu
And rides a unicycle
Drunken monkeys bang calliopes
Carnies run the board of trustees
Accountants add nothing to none
Bearded ladies say, "hey, it’s just for fun"

We started out with nothing
Still got most of it left
Not sure if my girl
Could pass a Turing Test
But she's sweet as a Tahitian Treat
Dancing on the beach in bare feet
While a drifter pats a bongo drum
She's a grifter but insists it's just for fun

So we founded a church
Got a million disciples
We move a lot of merch
Magic plastic idols
Got AI to write the sermons and songs
The congregation loves to clap along
When the ding-dong of doom is rung
Will St. Peter be like, "oh, that’s just for fun"?

She saved what she could save
From this snowman in the rain
His boutonniere, his buttons
His crumbling smile and pain
We traded wonder for numbers
Now all these poorly written poems
Cheapen the value of our suffering
Your hair's a wreck, your blouse is undone
Get hammered, light the cameras, just for fun

First what happens is nothing
And pretty soon, you wait and see,
Later nothing's gonna happen
Again to you and me
Don't cry or your mascara'll run
You know, you always had it in for the guy I could’ve been
The game was rigged and nobody won
We tell ourselves it's just for fun

You can cut out your heart
With a cuttlefish bone
Or play coconuts and skulls
Like a xylophone
I'm smart enough now
I should have known better
I'm old enough now
I should get it together
But whatever