Fan behind the curtain,
don't know for certain, should I come out?
Scream and shout,
what's it all about?
Looking, peeking, hiding, seeking,
answers to all, everything.
But nothing answers the ants in my pants,
sirs.
Fair behind the curtain,
nothing's for cer tain
Not even care to com
pletely hold some
Rabbits beware, bugs everywhere,
look over there
A man in a trailer,
a bleary -eyed sailor
Smoking a rope with a knot at the end
Fair behind the curtain, ephemeral movements,
underground flowerpot salesmen
Polluted pajamas from outside
drying could cause skin cancer
Terminal pants serve,
no one is safe except the insane
So I'll remain behind the curtain,
there's more fear in front
I'll remain behind the curtain,
there's more fear in front
I'll remain behind the curtain,
there's more fear in front
I'll remain behind the curtain
There's more fear in front