Buckled Knees

With a venom in my veins
 And no money to my name
 I'm on my way to join a circus that they call Hell-A
 To be a star of stage and screen
 I sold my soul for magic beans
 Now I'm as empty as the pockets
 Of my skin tight jeans.
 But my hunger makes me bend my back
 Like a licorice cane acrobat
 There's a constellation with my name
 In the Hollywood boulevard of fame
 In Los Angeles they understand
 I'm the Buckled Knees of a broken man.
 So to the devil I adhered
 And with my soul he disappeared
 But I never will forget the words
 He whispered in my ear
 He said "Fame is a ball and chain
 That you'll carry to your grave
 A soul shaped hole in your heart
 Is like a bullet to your brain".
 But my hunger makes me bend my back
 Like a licorice cane acrobat
 There's a constellation with my name
 In the Hollywood boulevard of fame
 In Los Angeles they understand
 I'm the Buckled Knees of a broken man.
 Well I thought my life was made
 A Hollywood superstar cliche
 But I'm just a hollow trophy
 With a thin gold plate
 And all the starlight that I sought
 Was just a spinning disco ball
 Now I'm as fractured as the light
 Of its mirrors on the wall.
 But my hunger makes me bend my back
 Like a licorice cane acrobat
 There's a constellation with my name
 In the Hollywood boulevard of fame
 In Los Angeles they understand
 I'm the Buckled Knees of a broken man.