Well, its one step forward,
two steps back
fall on your ass,
you just got knocked flat

Pick yourself up,
then its back down
You trip, and flip
For another round

Walk on tippies,
barefoot and toes
Oh what a pity,
back down you go
swept up and away
before the next refrain
cant keep track of the moves
to this maniacs calvacade

who was the one to compose this?!?!
A crowd thats under hypnosis
The band bellows and blows with compulsion
And no one stops their convulsions

Away up high, to the right and the left
You get swept back up, and cant catch your breath