Intro:
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He's here, he's there, he's everywhere!
The puppet and the puppetteer!
How can this be, you may ask?
Ladies and Gentlemen,
It is my pleasure to present
The one, the only,
One Man Circus!

Instrumental: G C G C Cmaj7

Verse 1:
G            C
I am a one man circus
G         C
I do everything
G         C
So incredibly
Cmaj7                                        G
Since I'm the one that's pullin all the strings
G                 C
Give a bow, tip your hat
G               C
Marvel at the fact
G                           Cmaj7
That there's no list of writers on the screen
G                C
It's just me, only me


Cmaj7   Gmaj7
Oo-oh
Gb
La la la la
Cmaj7    Gmaj7
Oo-oh
Gb
La la la la

Verse 2:
G               C
I am the sole director
G                C
I'm the soul behind the show
G              C
Hell I am the show
Cmaj7                      G
So give a clap, show some respect
Cmaj7                     G
Great job Mads, take five, thanks Mads!
Cmaj7                 G
No prob Mads I'm a gas, a lovely crowd
Cmaj7               G
Make me laugh out loud
 D                     Em
Even when no one else is around

Chorus:
        Cm               G
I gotta do what I gotta do
         A              Cmaj7
I've got me and you've got you
                     Cm
If my shoulders were broad
                     G
I'd rule your world too
               A                  Cmaj7
The fate of it all in my palms; You'd applaud
              Cm            C           G
At the drop of a hat You'd excuse all I do
                     A                Cmaj7
I could dine at the Ritz in my birthday suit
                   C                       G
But I'm hardly a man, and yet I'm hardly a girl
                 A
I'm the hand of God in my own little...

Bridge:
C
-woooorld-
A    C
A7    C
-ooooo-
A7    C
-ooooo-
A7    C
-aaaaaa-

Verse 3:
G             C
I am a one man circus
G             C
I'm the host if you will
G              C
And still I am also the tent
G              C
And the elephant in the room
G                   C
My very own personal peanut gallery
G         C
And my own worst critic
G          C
And all my own five star reviews
G           C
I'm the spot with the best view
   G             C
And can you guess it?
   G
You're also the best view!
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Now you're getting it!


C   G
Oo-oh
Gb
La la la la
C   G
Oo-oh
Gb
La la la la

Verse 4:
G          C
I am a one man circus
G               C
I'm the singer and the song
G                C
And the writer and the dreamer
G               C
And the show that must go on
G                C                  G               C
I'm the "silence all your cellphones please, yes even the buzz"
G                      C
I'm the buzz that keeps you wanting more
G                     C
And therefore coming back for more
Em
Because

Chorus:
           Cm             G
I'll always do what I gotta do
           A            Cmaj7
I've got me, I don't need you
            Cm                G
No one can help even if they wanted to
               A             Cmaj
I'm the player one and the player two
           Cm           C          G
I'm the acrobat, I'm the net down below
           A                    Cmaj7
Catching myself when I choose to let go
          Cm                    G
I'm the puppeteer and yet the puppet still
          A                 G
I'm a marionette at my very own will
              C                   G
I'm hardly a man, and yet I'm hardly a girl
              A                    C
I'm the hand of God in my own little....

Bridge:
C
-woooorld-
A     C
A7    C
-ooooo-
A7    C
-ooooo-
A7    C
-aaaaaa-

Outro:
        Cm               G
I gotta do what I gotta do
         A7                  C
I've got me and you've got you
                   Cm
Used to play the part well
                    G
But now it seems I forgot
                     A7              C
You'll never know who I am, who I'm not


                Cm
Don't look too close
               G
Or it'll seem odd
                   A7
This world that you see
                   C
Can be quite the facade
               Cm
You'll still applaud
                G
Not your job to ask
                A7
But backstage I know
                C
I'm wearing a mask
               Cm
And when I burn out
                  G
And I wish to be done
                   A
I'll yank at my strings
             C
It's only Act 1