All aboard from Traveling Sideshow by The Stolen Stitches musical sideshow

Well im heading down that road again
on this old circus train
there's nothing but the darkness
that remains

my pockets lined with the gold teeth
of those i've left behind
their nothing but a memory in my mind

but on the road out here life it ain't so bad
as the train rolls thru the mountains
past the water and the land
gone away

We're passing round that
and them ol throwing knives
deadly sharp weapons and an ol colt 45

fire breather snuffs out that flame
with her detachable head
traveling carnival of the living dead

but on the road out here life it sure is swell
as the train rolls down the tracks
swear you could hear the hounds of hell

ya on the road out here life it sure is swell
as the train rolls down the tracks swear you could hear the hounds of hell
gone away.

Were coming to your small town
nothing no law can do
We'll be drinking pot liquor made out of them boys in blue
ya on the road again
on this old circus train
nothing but the darkness that remains

• Circus punk
• Dr. Rockso
• Folk
• PosttramaticstressdisordorCORE
• The stolen stitches
• cocaine
• folk punk
• Pittsburgh