Larry And His Flask - Home of the Slave lyrics

What you gonna do when the circus come to town? I said, what you gonna do when the circus comes to town? I'm gonna grab my things and sally my way down We got reds on the right, blues on the left And somewhere in the middle we got all the rest I say f** Folsom prison, I say run for your life 'Cause the way things are going we'll be living on the edge of a knife The damn man kicked down my door Lucky for me I didn't live there no more Got the hell outta there 'fore he be burning it down Now he's going door to door trying to sell himself pound for pound She says this, he says that, but she'd rather crack him with a baseball bat It doesn't really even matter what they're saying at all Nothings really gonna change and we're all gonna take the fall What you gonna do when the circus come to town? I said, what you gonna do when the circus comes to town? I'm gonna grab my things and sally my way down I'm gonna grab my things and sally my way down I'm gonna grab my things and sally my way down