Текст песни Hazel O`Connor - Top of the Wheel
Hazel O`Connor - Top of the Wheel слова песни
Round and round and round againIncreasing circles, what a fun game!We think we`re different, we`re not the sameAs you and he and she and heAnd we always believed that we`re something uniqueAnd new little rich bands want us in their cliqueAnd we`ll play, we`ll play all of our days awayThere`s you scratching my back, me scratching yoursRub up the right way, it always ensuresWe`ll know the right people, open right doorsTo the land of the famous incredible boresAnd they got no respect for you, you`re just a fakeGave up your life for a bite of their cakeAnd we`ll play, we`ll play all of our days awayHow could we feel? We`re so unrealStop at the top of the wheelYou`re the sucker who fell for their "Spiel"You`re the crawler who fell for their dealYour smug little cliches, they get up my noseYour hair dyed, your fine clothes, they`re all for the poseNaked before me, your cover is blownHere come the robots, the mindless, the clonesAnd you sewed up your insides, body and soulDo as you`re told now, and we`ll play our rolesAnd we`ll play, we`ll play all of our days awayHow could we feel? We`re so unrealStop at the top of the wheelYou`re the sucker who fell for their "Spiel"You`re the crawler who fell for their dealHow could we feel? We`re so unrealStop at the top of the wheelYou`re the sucker who fell for their "Spiel"You`re the crawler who fell for their deal ... [fade out]