When I was a little child
I loved it when the circus came to my town
gathered in this great arena
all my fav'rites once a year in my town
But my fav'rite of them all
are the famous flying demons
hear tham call high above the grat arena
we would hold our breath in case they'ed fall

Fly
fly
fly
fly
gliding thro' the air in all their glory
high
high
so high

weaving silhouettes before your eyes

fly
fly
fly
fly

will they ever live to tell their story
they flew so high on the night the circus came to town

Now I have a little child
he loves it when the circus comes to town
he is filled with great emotion
see his face
his eyes wide open
my son
Now the moment has arrived
see him look up to the skies
high above the great arena
looking up to see the demons fly

Fly
fly
fly
fly

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