Burke Reid - Blondin Makes An Omelette lyrics

It seems we're all in for a treat Staring up, out of the street And you can tell that Joe is really glad he came Though downwind of him trails A fog of alcohol He fails To do his best to be indifferent All the same Cause there ain't no shaking the smell Like there ain't no shaking the spell As Blondin, Wirewalker Braves the screams Well, Joe is Obvious impressed Though he has something to confess Above the sound of ten thousand creaking Necks all craned Joe says "Alone amongst the beasts and freaks I dreamed of tightrope walking While I tended Blondin's Percherons and trailers I'd see him Training in the evening There was no point trying to speak You see, I doubted that he'd have Time for the strangers Who'd be there hoisting his big tents Who'd be spying him from their naves Staring down at them Like batsh** in a cave Well, we hardly even met, but see I worked for him, I thought I'd Fill the space he left But no, I was naive Just another sideshow slow, I thought He knew something I don't But it would seem, all these Wirewalkers have Is just the means to make you feel so bad Man, no one Cared for him at all Until he crossed Niagara Falls So you'd all feel A little lower down the scale And then his fame shot straight and fast Right through a gloomy, narrow pa** He chanced through darkness, lightning storms And into day But I ain't here because he's tall I'm only here to see him fall If I get on the wagon now It'll only be to run him down" It seems we're All in for a treat Staring up out of the street And you can smell that Joe's been drinking On his breath And then the clouds part overhead And I make out a silhouette As though I'm staring up through a trapdoor And I'm waiting to be fed