Marquee of Chaos

Lyrics

Intro
Radio static
Step right up
The tent is burning
And the air is grin-wide
Mm-hm

Verse 1
I came with a smile and a blade in the grin
Red suit, slick shoes, let the broadcast begin
You call it a circus, I call it a cage
I turn one bad night into five more days
I know every sinner who begged for a throne
I know how they sound when they rot alone
Your little town cries, then it learns to kneel
I make a feast out of panic and steel
Old-school menace, velvet and rust
You’re all bright paint, I’m the dust in the guts
I twist every rumor, I feed every fear
Then I laugh in the static so nobody hears
You run a funhouse, I run the nerve
I make hell look polished, make terror look served
So step to the mic if you want that smoke
But I talk in the dark and I break the joke

Pre-Chorus
Hear that crackle?
That’s your pride
One wrong line and you hide
Spin that wheel
Roll that lie
I been here too long to die

Chorus
Step right up, step right up
Who’s the king of the freak show?
Step right up, step right up
I make the whole room freeze slow
Spin that wheel, lock that gate
Say my name and meet your fate
Step right up, step right up
Who’s the king of the freak show?

Verse 2
I’m the host with the most and the code in my grin
A hundred lost souls in a game I’m in
I patch up the chaos, I clap, I cheer
Then I drop one more twist in your ear
I keep the sky stitched, I keep the lanes bright
I keep the weird little world from eating itself tonight
You got a radio, I got a whole damn stage
Every door opens when I flip the page
You’re a relic, a rerun, a smoldering joke
A cursed little echo in a cloud of smoke
I build the impossible, block by block
Then I laugh when the rules all melt like chalk
You’re sharp with the teeth, but I’m wide with the grin
I can drag you into fun and call that a win
I’m the checkered floor, I’m the spinning top
I keep this whole madhouse from skipping a lot

Pre-Chorus
Hear that signal?
That’s my cue
I bend the frame right through
Crowd gone wild
Floor gone hot
Try your trick and miss the shot

Chorus
Step right up, step right up
Who’s the king of the freak show?
Step right up, step right up
I make the whole room freeze slow
Spin that wheel, lock that gate
Say my name and meet your fate
Step right up, step right up
Who’s the king of the freak show?

Bridge
Dial turns
Half-time switch
You hide behind style
I hide behind time
You snack on despair
I redesign
One feeds on fear
One feeds the game
But the ring still shakes
When we both yell your name
Alastor at the edge
Caine in the frame
Two monsters with a smile
And a different kind of flame

Breakdown
Ha
Try your luck
Try your luck
(try your luck)
Static in the rafters
Glitch in the dust
Ha
No one here is clean
No one here is just
Kick that floor
Let it buck
Let it buck

Final Chorus
Step right up, step right up
Who’s the king of the freak show?
Step right up, step right up
I make the whole room freeze