human torch

turned 'round 6 o'clock and i'm still sleepin', i don't have to work on saturday but i do anyway, 'round the corner right on up to the shop, i come creeping but it don't matter anyway, 'cause i know it's just as well, and even so i feel like hell, you can say that it's alright, but i am wrapped up tight, and i can see the forest through the trees, i am on my knees, i don't know if i am supposed to stay, or i'm supposed to leave it all behind, the door, the world outside still spins, waiting there behind the door but i won't let it in, not today, not tomorrow, not next week, you're just gonna have to pay five bucks to see the geek, 'cause i know it's just as well, and even so i feel like hell, you can say that it's alright, but i am wrapped up tight, and i can see the forest through the trees, i am on my knees, i don't know if i am supposed to stay, or i'm supposed to leave, please, pay your attention high above the center ring, up in the rafters, 500 feet above the crowd, my hair is soaked in kerosene, my clothes are wet with gasoline, you only get to see this once, the human torch is going down, going down, going down, going down