Hazel O'Connor - Top of the Wheel lyrics

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