't wanna say goodbye I'm just sick and tired of feeling so alone Well I don't understand the point if you have to go home Wont you stay and cure the circles 'round
nickels And a jukebox will cure your ills Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues And it must be goin' 'round All them cats are boppin' the blues And
yet Let's get it on You've got me walking on air (???, I know what I need tonite) Got me walking on air (Round and round let me go, always let me need
seek of Scholars teach in Universities and claim that they're smart and cunning Tell them find a cure when we sneeze and that's when their nose start
without you, and it goes, Round+Round+Round inside my head like it was yesterday, the way we were, the things you use to say; And it goes Round+Round+Round
need it and if you need it Say yeah Now listen to me I'm burnin', burnin', I got the fever I know for sure, there ain't no cure So feel it, don'
up behind my head again cut in deep to the heart of the bone again round and round and round and it's coming apart again over and over and over
to say this? Yes, I want you to say this Stay out of the wonderland baby [Bizzy Bone] Rebuke murder for me; lust, wrath and sloth Greed, gluttony, envy and
sleeves And now it's time to spread it around 'Round and 'round and 'round and around and around We gotta spread it Around and 'round and 'round and around and
laps 'round lames with my shoes untied I jump the line, walk in, and watch the crowd divide Still stuck outside, that's the ugly side Looked Medusa in the eye and
you man who tread on glass And he don't get cut Don't get cut, don't get cut He don't get cut You can take a knife and slit his throat And he won
grace was swift and sure The doctors said they knew no cure. They felt and poked and pushed his pulse He couldn't understand at all He fell from grace and
, we're croaked We're whacked, we're cracked We're smoked and cured and Slammed and slurred and Sliced and diced and put on ice Cooked and stewed and badly brewed And
sun's ignited They believe in dreams and all they mean Including heavens generosity Peeping 'round the door To see what parcels are for free in curiosity And
and down, it's hot and cold These complications, just keep on coming There ain't no running when it comes to life That's how it goes Round and round
We'll have no bread and feel feckin' brain dead All alone in a room full of E heads Feel so hollow and sickeningly and worthless There's no cure in the
home I started left the girls of Tuam, so sad and broken hearted saluted father dear, kissed me darlin' mother drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears