I'd like to say, that I was on your mind So I phone you at ten past three, in the afternoon It's evening for you, and another bare hotel room So hard to believe, that you're dreaming of me too But it's true You only go around, round, round You only go around, round, round You only go around, round, round You only go around, round, round But Amsterdam, I never knew you so well The stadium rings with laughter, at every turn At flying piano's of all things, to set your scene I'm such a nice man to you, but so obscene And it's true, girl You only go around, round, round You only go around, round, round You only go around, round, round You only go around, round, round Jackie Big Tits, is hiding in the corner Respect is the word she shouts, as I implore her Speaks her mind not me, for I was only speaking freely Interupt me once more, I'll take you to the cleaners You can't push me around, round, round You can't push me around, round, round You only go around, round, round You only go around, round, round Jackie Big Tits

Congratulations on the mess you made of things I'm trying to reconstruct the air and all that brings And oxidation is the compromise you own But this is beginning to feel like the dog wants a bone, say La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la You force your fire and then you falsify your deeds Your methods dot the disconnect from all your creeds And fortune strives to fill the vacuum that it feeds But this is beginning to feel like the dog's lost a lead, say La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la This is beginning to feel like the long winded blues of the never This is beginning to feel like it's curling up slowly and finding a throat to choke This is beginning to feel like the long winded blues of the never Barely controlled locomotive consuming the picture and blowing the crows, the smoke This is beginning to feel like the long winded blues of the never Static explosion devoted to crushing the broken and shoving their souls to ghost Eternalized, objectified, you set your sights so high But this is beginning to feel like the bolt busted loose from the lever Never mind, death professor Your structure's fine, my dust is better Your victim flies so high All to catch a bird's eye view of who's next Never you mind, death professor 'Cause love is life, my love is better Your victim flies so high Eyes could be the diamonds confused with who's next Never you mind, death professor Your shocks are fine, my struts are better Your fiction flies so high Y'all could use a doctor who's sick, who's next? Never you mind, death professor Electrified, my love is better It's crystallized, so am I All could be the diamond fused with who's next This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser forever