It's so hard to keep it all together So hard to get everything just right Just when I think I got it all in order Man that's when lightning usually strikes So I've been trying to keep my ship tight Make sure everything is where it goes Sure my pictures are just hung right Starched and pressed are my good clothes Baby take me down to the Circus Sometime when it's in town Show me all around The Big Show On the fast rides How you laugh and smile How it feels when you let go I been readin' in the papers I've been listening to the radio They say you better get your house in order Least you be left here alone So I straighten up my posture Polish up these old dusty bones My suit's tailor made to order To greet the king of this Big Show I saw a man lying on the roadside Somebody had covered his face with a towel The police or the ambulance hadn't even gotten there Guess it'd all just gone down As I drove on I couldn't help but think about it Couldn't seem to get past what I'd just seen Did I just happen to drive by as his soul leaked out? Or did God come for him and just wanted me to see?