| Innocence is traded on the road to paradise
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| When ambition starts to raise its ugly head
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| Prizes won’t be given for the last ones in the line
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| And that’s something that we all appear to dread
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| Listen to the ravings of a disillusioned man
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| When the rainy days collect to do their worst
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| Full of neat surprises is their sympathetic plan
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| They will cut you up and sell you till it hurts
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| We’re all spinning on the roundabout
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| We’re all spinning on the roundabout
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| We keep spinning on the roundabout
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| I don’t wish to fight
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| Just to prove that I’m right
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| I don’t want the world upside down
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| I don’t wish to fight
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| Just to prove that I’m right
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| I just need the world spinning around
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| I don’t wish to fight
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| Just to prove that I’m right
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| I just need the world spinning around
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| We’re all spinning on the roundabout
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| We’re all spinning on the roundabout
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| We keep spinning on the roundabout
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| Forever spinning on the roundabout |