'T Was Tea-Time At The Circus
Composer(s): Brooker; Reid
Performer(s): Procol Harum


'T was tea-time at the circus: King Jimi, he was there 
Through hoops he skipped, high wires he tripped
And all the while the glare of the aching
baking spotlight beat down upon his cloak 
And though the crowd clapped furiously they could not see the joke 

'T was tea-time at the circus, though some might not agree 
As jugglers danced, and horses pranced and clowns clowned endlessly 
But trunk to tail the elephants quite silent, never spoke 
And though the crowd clapped desperately they could not see the joke