Crack Me Up

(Kevin Morris/Will Birch) Crack me up You really crack me up Crack me up You really crack me up When the smoke begins to clear On the circus you got here We see the poor boy wait And the hour is getting late Crack me up The way you run the place Crack me up But there's no smile upon my my face It don't make me feel so grand That you got the upper hand And it's bound to bring me down But it's the only show in town Crack me up You really crack me up Crack me up You really crack me up I beg and I bawl, I hope you'll hear my plea But you sit in that chair, your back to me I shake and I shout, I call for something wet But you just sit and smoke that cigarette Crack me up The way you run the show Crack me up Need somewhere to go - Guitar Solo - I don't feel so grand That you got the upper hand And it's bound to bring me down But it's the only show in town Crack me up You really crack me up Crack me up You really crack me up Crack me up You really crack me up Crack me up You really crack me up