Michael Moorcock & The Deep Fix - Candy Floss Cowboy lyrics

Candy Floss Cowboy, what's wrong with you? You are brutal and scared and destroy all the things which bewilder you And the bells of your town ring out for you You ain't got your share You're on the way to the Fair To find something there To meet someone To have some fun Fairground's all dark and dead A light flickers on then goes off again An engine begins to hum You wait for the thrum Which will bring you to life for an hour or two Oh Dude, Dude I can hear you calling out from inside, from inside, from inside The whine begins to grow louder now You laugh, such a cold laugh Such a lonely laugh And the music begins Waiting for a ride, waiting for a ride Waiting for a turn on the Wall of d**h Taking a whirl on the Merry-Go-Round Listen to the sound of the Roller Coaster rider The Helter Skelter slider The Big Dipper dancer The Chair-O-Plane chancer Round and round Round and round Round and round Round and round I can hear you I can hear the Cowboy crying I can hear you Cowboy I can hear you Candy Floss Cowboy, fairground buccaneer All tripped out in your finest here In your fancy armour, plasti-leather gear Nobody asks you what you're doing here Taking a walk to the Castle of Fear Oh Dude, oh Dude, Dude I can hear you I can hear you I can hear you Dude I can hear the Cowboy crying Waiting for a ride waiting for a ride Waiting for a turn on the wall of d**h Taking a whirl on the Merry-Go-Round Listen to the sound of the Roller Coaster rider The Helter Skelter slider The Big Dipper dancer The Chair-O-Plane chancer Going round and round, round and round Round and round, round and round Round and round, round and round Round and round, round and round