Tekster: Drawn From Bees. They Close The Door.

This here?s the place that I was born to
This is the door that lets me in
I have to walk without my shoes on
So I can feel the broken glass
They close the door, they close the door
Line up, line up, the circus is coming
Line up, line up, the chain gang?s arrived
Line up, line up, the circus is coming
Stay for the ride

(Thanks to Bringle for these lyrics)