Wander down the alley, mix and mingle with the crowd,

See the sideshows, colored lights and prizes,

Games of chance with carnies calling out their wares so loud

Fortune in a hundred different guises.

Walk the house of mirrors – will it show the inner you?

Can its tricked-up glass change how you feel?

What you look like’s not quite right, and yet you don’t feel blue,

Somehow you can tell it’s not for real.

Shooting gallery – you try, but always miss the duck,

Even though you know it’s all for fun

Just one time you wish that you could tamper with your luck,

Same as someone tampered with the gun.

There’s the ghost train, hop aboard and give yourself a fright,

Guaranteed to drive away the blues,

Nowhere near as scary as the stuff on every night,

Right there, on the television news.

Try the hoop-la, win a doll, or bet the lucky wheel,

Hear the man say everybody wins,

Sure, the games are honest, you know carnies wouldn’t steal,

They can’t rig how people’s fortune spins…

Grab some cotton candy, buy balloons and slowly roam,

Buy a crazy hat so you’ll look funny,

You’ll know when it’s time to head back to your little home,

Easy – that’s when you run out of money!

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