Why settle for less
When you can have nothing at all
If you didn’t have to know the time
You’d never have to make a call

Why bother to tie your shoes
You don’t need them to learn how to crawl
Oh why settle for less
When you can have nothing at all

I used to know a juggler
He knew how to toss the bull
He performed once a week in the circus
His dog died in vaudeville

And the lady on the trapeze
Still fills her eyes on his build
She loves to trace her fingers
Down to the back of his will

And the crowd still fills the bleachers
When the circus comes to town
And only the elephant remembers
The rest of us are too proud

So leave it to the ringmaster
To keep the circle round
Sorrow dies a lonely death
When passion wears the crown.