Tekst :
John Lennon - coverPeople say I m crazy doing what I m doing
Well they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin
When I say that I m o.k. well they look at me kind of strange
Surely you re not happy now you no longer play the game
People say I m lazy dreaming my life away
Well they give me all kinds of advice designed to enlighten me
When I tell them that I m doing fine watching shadows on the wall
Don t you miss the big time boy you re no longer on the ball
I m just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round
I really love to watch them roll
No longer riding on the merry-go-round
I just had to let it go
Ah, people asks me questions lost in confusion
Well I tell them there s no problem, only solutions
Well they shake their heads and they look at me as if I ve lost my mind
I tell them there s no hurry
I m just sitting here doing time
I m just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round
I really love to watch them roll
No longer riding on the merry-go-round
I just had to let it go
I just had to let it go
I just had to let it go
Tekst :
Still they dig for goldFooled on city streets
With no regard for mine
We watch the same repeats
Repeat the same mistakes
And swore we d get it right next time
Riding high in Wonderland
Another runner in the UK
See the crossing from Wonderland
Shipping it back to the USA
We gave all hope and house
Giro s to Khyber Pass
No one wants to live next door
Who runs the northern line?
Who rules the Union Jack?
Nothing s really cricket, watch the score
Riding high in Wonderland
Another runner in the UK
See the crossing from Wonderland
Shipping it back to the USA
After all we heard it all before
And still the wheels go round
And for all the changes that were made
British standard, where s the standard?
The Chinese take-away
On empire s striking back
Watch clockwork soldiers fall in line
Land of hope and glory
Ruled by class
Still the British way of life
Riding high in Wonderland
Another runner in the UK
See the crossing from Wonderland
Shipping it back to the USA
Tekst :
Hi, its me sorry its so lateThe trip was hard that made you wait
You can yell and scream and not be heard
Low, on promises that were made
A love song rarely played
Is goodbye your only word?
And she said oh dear god
Give me one good reason
Why I should stay here
One more season with him.
This guy is so full of holes
And when he rains he pours.
You say that you are here for me
But where we are is far from home
Have the children gone to sleep?
Now I cant afford to waste my time
Fearing that Ive left my prime
Cant be wrong so I must be right