Dm
Tattooed we dance the tango, 
                A
in a melancholy way,
A
Bearded ladies, muscle men, 
                    Dm
freaks entering the affray.
Dm
Crowds come in from the suburbs 
                  A
to observe the perverse,
A
Jimmy the pick-pocket he's on the loose,
                        Dm
Mind out and watch your purse.
Dm
Frankie the brain damaged boxer, 
                     A
he's only got left a year,
A
The local bums take him for a round 
                       Dm            
and for his blood they cheer.
Dm
Prostitutes do good business, 
                           A
they'll gob you for a days rent,
A
And if it's a boy that you're after, 
                        Dm
they're over behind the tent.
Dm                              A
Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up
A                                        Dm
Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up.
Dm
Pimps count their money, 
                              A
they think they've got a good job.
A
It's better than being a gangster, 
                         Dm
it's better than being a slob.
Dm
Pin-heads, Siamese twins, midgets
                             A
They all shock the best they can.
A
The gypsy fortune teller, 
                    Dm
she knows we're all damned.
Dm
Our life's a side-show attraction, 
                  A
we do our best to please,
A
Our life is a side-show attraction, 
                 Dm
death, decay and disease,
Dm                              A
Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up
A                                        Dm
Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up
Dm                              A
Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up
A                                        Dm
Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up, Roll Up



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