Everybody is a victim of society
Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville and variety
Pantomime players in the grand tradition
Winners and losers till the intermission

Girl, I know the world's a stage
That's what the poet said
But I think our weird relationship
Is way above my head

I'll be your Casanova whipping by
If that's what you desire
But once I start performing
I can't easily retire

I'll swing on a trapeze
I'll jump through hoops
And I'll eat fire
Be a human cannon ball

And walk on the high wire
Put on make-up, wear a wig
I'll be your tragic clown
But once you've got me up there

I can't easily come down
Don't drive me over the edge of it
Can't you see I've got mixed-up emotions
Joined the crowd just to be part of it

That was the start of it
Oh, now I'm over the edge
(Don't drive me over the edge of it)
Oh, over the edge

The world is turning upside-down
Civilization's dead, over the edge
Economic turmoil, now the world is in the red
Democracy's a shadow of its former glory

Law and orders broken-down
End of story
My next door neighbour's totally snapped
He's gone over the edge

He's putting up barbed wire barricades
Around the garden hedge
And planting land mines on the lawn
He's gone barmy

According to his wife, he's formed a secret army
Ever since he got laid off
Something inside snapped
His wife says he's gone 'round the twist

Now there's no turning back
All night he waits in the garden shed
For the enemy to attack
A suburban vigilante

Dressed up in a union jack
He's over the edge, oh, over the edge
Don't drive me over the edge of it
Woman, you are gonna drive me

Totally over the edge
Is it yes or is it no
Are you gonna take the pledge
The pressures of society are getting to your brain

And forced you to act weird
And put me under all this strain
But don't drive me over the edge of it
Stop while I've still got emotions

Joined the crowd, just to be part of it
That was the start of it
Oh, over the edge
Don't drive me over the edge of it

Everybody is a victim of society
Comedy, tragedy
Vaudeville, variety
Pantomime players in the grand tradition

Forced into roles that leave them totally driven
Right over the edge

Writer : DAVIES
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC