I had some fun with the wildest of friendsnThey took me to the park and they threw me awaynIn the fensnI wandered all night my hand held like a gunnI wandered ‘til I found the light from the city of funnnAnd this don’t know mind I givenTo this horrid pilgrimagenWe go marching by twos nAnd our horses run loosenAnd we can’t go backnThat’s a natural factnI see the silver facesnFollowing us in the skynnThe townspeople gathered around the squarenTo see the tightrope-walker fightnThe bearnI am the bear with the dullest of clawsnMade to fight this life on a rope of meaningless lawsnnAnd this don’t know mind I givenTo this life’s pilgrimagenWe go marching by twos nAnd our horses run loosenAnd we can’t go backnThat’s a natural factnI see the silver facesnFollowing us in the sky