Erasure - The Circus

^EmiCall it new technology, and they use it to ^Cburn, and they show no con^Dcern ^EmiWork for their prosperity, while the big wheels ^Cturn, now it's too late to ^Dlearn ^GDon't upset the teacher, ^Cthough we know he ^Glied to yo^Cu ^AmiDon't upset the ^Cpreacher, gonna close his ^Deyes for ^Cyou

®: And it's a ^Cshame, that you're so af^Draid, just a ^Emiworker waiting In the pouring ^Bmirain, ^Cputting back the ^Dpieces of a broken ^Emidream

^EmiFather worked in industry, now the work has moved ^Con, and the factories go^Dne ^EmiSee them sell your history, where once you were ^Cstrong, and you used to bel^Dong ^GThere was once a futur^Ce, for a working ^Gman^{C Ami}There was once a lifet^Cime, for a skillful ^Dhand yester^Cday

^EmiTempers fray so easily, in desperate des^Cpair, is there anyone that ca^Dres ^EmiJust another tragedy, just a personal af^Cfair, in a room somewh^Dere ^GThere was once a futur^Ce, for a working ^Gman^{C C}There was once a lifet^Amiime, for a skillful ^Dhand yester^Cday