Before you go throwing in the towel
Let's try singing louder
Than our stomach's can growl
The china doesn't match
But you can't tell, by candlelight
Oh, we didn't pay the electric bill again

It's possible that we won't get ahead
If you walk the tightrope
You must hang up the net
And make it to the end
With that you've got
Maybe it's not much
But with a little magic it's enough

Broomhorse, broomhorse, broomhorse
This is what we've got, let's show them what we're made of
Broomhorse, broomhorse, broomhorse
To thine own self be true, godspeed to you

It's hard to say which way the wind will blow
We're two kids in a trenchcoat
We got into the show
It's not the eye that looks
Oh, it's the lense
That you're looking through
And everything is possible with you