The Merry Go Round

all messed up on drugs and booze

Look my feet both touch the ground

'cause I got off the merry-go-round

It came to paint me every night

But the more I'd scream

The less I'd sound

'cause I got off the merry-go-round

Watch all those pretty ponies take you for a ride

Watch you itch to spend a pound

But I got sick and I got sore

Bouncing up and down

On the merry-go-round

Going round and round and round and round

Singing...

"Row, row, row your boat

Gently down the stream

Merrily, merrily, merrily

Life is but a dream."