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Title: Top Of The Wheel Lyrics: Round and round and round again Increasing circles, what a fun game! We think we're different, we're not the same As you and he and she and he And we always believed that we're something unique And new little rich bands want us in their clique And we'll play, we'll play all of our days away There's you scratching my back, me scratching yours Rub up the right way, it always ensures We'll know the right people, open right doors To the land of the famous incredible bores And they got no respect for you, you're just a fake Gave up your life for a bite of their cake And we'll play, we'll play all of our days away How could we feel? We're so unreal Stop at the top of the wheel You're the sucker who fell for their "Spiel" You're the crawler who fell for their deal Your smug little cliches, they get up my nose Your hair dyed, your fine clothes, they're all for the pose Naked before me, your cover is blown Here come the robots, the mindless, the clones And you sewed up your insides, body and soul Do as you're told now, and we'll play our roles And we'll play, we'll play all of our days away How could we feel? We're so unreal Stop at the top of the wheel You're the sucker who fell for their "Spiel" You're the crawler who fell for their deal How could we feel? We're so unreal Stop at the top of the wheel You're the sucker who fell for their "Spiel" You're the crawler who fell for their deal ... [fade out] Top Of The Wheel, Hazel OConnor mp3 download Top Of The Wheel, Hazel OConnor lyrics Top Of The Wheel mp3 music, free Top Of The Wheel mp3, download Top Of The Wheel |
Songs of Hazel OConnor: (credits) Animal Farm (we Will Be Happy) Big Brother Blackman Calls The Tune Come Into The Air Dawn Chorus Do What You Gotta Do Ee-i-addio Eighth Day Give Me An Inch Hanging Around Hold On If Only Men Of Good Fortune Monsters In Disguise Not For You Runaway So You're Born Top Of The Wheel We're All Grown Up Who Needs It Will You Writing On The Wall |