Intro – Spoken (Daniel / Ringmaster)] Eh… eh… eh… Alright, gather round. The lights are flickering, the tent smells like bad decisions… And someone’s crying already. Tung… tung… tung… ⸻ [Verse 1] Tung tung tung goes the drum in my head, House still standing but my patience is dead. Spotlight swings to a glittered demand, Big Baby Dylan with his palm outstretched hand. “Dad, just studs, I swear I’m tough,” Voice cracks mid-sentence, not convincing enough. Talking street, but we know the truth, Hoodie up, still sleeps with a proof. Ballerina cappuchina spinning lies, Bombombieni in his Pinterest eyes. Mirror talks louder than the beat downstairs, Confidence rented, returns with repairs. ⸻ [Chorus] Tung tung tung — SAHUR! Oom-pah hearts out of order! Tralallelo tralalla, Who’s that wailing? Olcala! Tung tung tung — SAHUR! Circus laws, no controller! Glitter dreams and baby pride, Big Baby Dylan wants ears pierced tonight! ⸻ [Verse 2] Orcaledo, twist and sway, Respect evaporates on display. Nobody knows what these words even mean, But Dylan’s ranking studs like a fashion queen. “Silver first… or gold instead?” Buddy, finish math class, go to bed. Talks real big, folds real fast, Homework crying in the past. Gosine screaming through the tent, But Dylan needs reassurance sent. Tralalla hums the vanity tune, Still asking angles — “Too much? Too soon?” ⸻ [Bridge – Breakdown Waltz] Step right up, don’t be shy, Watch a tough guy ask “Do I cry?” Chains too heavy, heart too soft, Swagger’s on layaway, courage is off. The crowd goes “ooh,” the piano sneers, Ringmaster sighs into his beard. Another act I didn’t book, Another look… another look. ⸻ [Chorus] Tung tung tung — SAHUR! Spin the lie a little slower! Tralallelo tralalla, Mirror first — Olcala! Tung tung tung — SAHUR! Logic left the border! Bombombieni blow the horn, Big Baby Dylan wants matching adorns! ⸻ [Outro – Spoken Female (Carmen)] Kids… if you hear circus music playing, that means the Ringmaster is busy… making another song about you. Stay in your rooms.
