Step inside the tent, ladies and gentlemen

To see the freak they call 'Jacko, the dog face man'

He walks like a man and talks like a man

But was born with the face of a dog

An actual freak of nature

Bright lights blind me and I am whizzing by the people

Pushing, rushing to the music and my eyes are running

And my legs are aching and there are people winning

And the carnival's spinning

Merry go round, go round, and they make me dizzy

People shouting as they shot and win

And my head is ringing, my ears are flitting

And my hair is thinning and the carnival's spinning

After the people have gone

I walk along down sideshow alley

And from the tent I hear some crying

The sound of someone in pain

And written brightly on the canvas and woodwork

So that everybody could see

Was the question they pose to the public

When is a man not a man, when he's a freak in the sideshow

But we all got to cry, yes, we all got to cry and we all got to cry

Bright lights blind me and I am questioned by the people

Pushing, rushing to the organ grinder's music

And my eyes are running and my legs are achy

And there are people crying and the carnival's dying