Fanfarlo

It's all hats off now, all drum rolls and applause
By a sleight of the hand you will turn them into dust
Or face to face you will lead them by their faults
Drag your feet in the sawdust
Eaten alive? Just stare it out…
It's all good luck charms, all trying to understand
And deep inside we will always hope for the worst
You say you keep them close but they're closer than you think
Drag your feet in the sawdust