86 Bullets - Tourniquet

On a hot Hawaiian afternoon in 1994

9,000 pounds of frustrated fury left the circus floor

Years of strong-arm slavery performing silly tricks

To give the callous crowd their share of foolish misplaced kicks

We were not put here just to entertain you

Just like humans, we’ve got our own lives too

We were not put here just to entertain you

Tyke left the ring and made it out onto the street

Half hour of gunfire finally knocked her off her feet

Her short-lived freedom finally ended in a hail of bullets

Her blood spilled in the streets

Undeserving end to a noble creature

We were not put here just to entertain you

Just like humans, we’ve got our own lives too

You take away all the things God created us to do

Profit from our misery as we dance on cue

«Step right up, step right up

The cruelest show on earth is ready to entertain you!»

86 — 86 bullets to finally bring you down