Bread and circuses, what dead-end work it is
Trying to keep yourself from falling down
Trying to hold your two feet on the ground.
Have to get crazy, have to get wild
Have to get your mind flowing like a child
Have to blow the pressure off a little while
Do what you wanna do now.

Bread and circuses, what dead-end work it is
Getting all the loose ends tightened down
Getting by without your getting down.
Want to be true, want to be free,
Want to take your shoes off and go climb up a tree
Want to live this way till a hundred and three.
Do what you want to do ...

Everybody's right, everybody's wrong.
Everybody wants to have a place to belong,
Everybody's waiting for the end of this song.
Do waka do waka do ...

When it all catches up with you make a smile,
Lose yourself for a while.

Bread and circuses, what dead-end work it is
Trying to keep yourself from falling down
Trying to hold your two feet on the ground.

When it all catches up to you make a smile,
It just lasts for a while.