The Axehead Journal - Showtime Lyrics

Circus's at your door, onto the acrobats
And smiley clowns to get crowds in
Starts in your town and goes nationwide
Cameras are on we're all mesmerised
In my line of work you've got to repeat things
Over and over and over again
For the truth to sink in
To kind of catapult the propaganda
Words from the airwaves descend to your street
Spread into your mind becoming your truth
Getting so sucked into the same patterns
Every round's the same
For the times don't change
Hope of a new dawn to get you guys in
Like tides and waves let you work begin
Echoes you wake to shades of yesterday
Another to get through
What is tomorrow
A message or a messenger
History repeats an infinity loop