There's chaos everywhere in the world. What can we control? What can we make perfect? Very little. Uh, maybe not even ourselves. However, spinning a-ROUND is a simple matter. And it gives us a simple joy.
And here ... I am, always ...[1], and ... / was it only yesterday? NO![1], and here ... I am, always ...[2], and let me spin for YOU(!) ... and beautiful DIZZY(!) one, you shall spin for me![1], and ... / was it only yesterday? NO![2], and I'm so sick of real life, ha![1], and let me spin for YOU(!) ... and beautiful DIZZY(!) one, you shall spin for me![2], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND ... and it suits me, words being so DUMB(!)[1], and I'm so sick of real life, ha![2], and fuck(?) the harvest! / ah, this ... is all we need - ?![1], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND ... and it suits me, words being so DUMB(!)[2], and here ... YOU(!) are, spinning wildly, like you were born for it ... / Are you perfect yet?[1], and fuck(?) the harvest! / ah, this ... is all we need - ?![2], and I hope it lasts ...[1], and here ... YOU(!) are, spinning wildly, like you were born for it ... / Are you perfect yet?[2], and I'm thinking, er, maybe when we're perfect ... we'll be ready to get (a harvest) beyond the THREE - ?![1], and I hope it lasts ...[2], and one spin too many, thinking like that ...[1], and I'm thinking, er, maybe when we're perfect ... we'll be ready to get (a harvest) beyond the THREE - ?![2], and we all know, yes, us/we/us(?) kooks, there is NOTHING ... real about real life ...[1], and one spin too many, thinking like that ...[2], and yesterday is NOW!!![1], and we all know, yes, us/we/us(?) kooks, there is NOTHING ... real about real life ...[2], and, man, it lasts forever - just look at the other numbers in our souls, minds, whatevers![1], and yesterday is NOW!!![2], and ... VIBRATIONS!!![1], and, man, it lasts forever - just look at the other numbers in our souls, minds, whatevers![2], and my consciousness ness can't get a grip ... I fear I may be slipping away[1], and ... VIBRATIONS!!![2], and where are YOU(!)? / Looking so small, then so big / the DIZZY(!) life ain't for cowards[1], and my consciousness ness can't get a grip ... I fear I may be slipping away[2], and hold me down, hold me down, hold me down ... please![1], and where are YOU(!)? / Looking so small, then so big / the DIZZY(!) life ain't for cowards[2], and I feel so light, is it night, or early morning? ... oh, stop me lifting off and sailing to the moon![1], and hold me down, hold me down, hold me down ... please![2], and this ... is proper sowing, you dig?[1], and I feel so light, is it night, or early morning? ... oh, stop me lifting off and sailing to the moon![2], and here ... I am, always ...[3], and this ... is proper sowing, you dig?[2], and ... / was it only yesterday? NO![3], and let me spin for YOU(!) ... and beautiful DIZZY(!) one, you shall spin for me![3], and I'm so sick of real life, ha![3], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND ... and it suits me, words being so DUMB(!)[3], and fuck(?) the harvest! / ah, this ... is all we need - ?![3], and here ... YOU(!) are, spinning wildly, like you were born for it ... / Are you perfect yet?[3], and I hope it lasts ...[3], and I'm thinking, er, maybe when we're perfect ... we'll be ready to get (a harvest) beyond the THREE - ?![3], and one spin too many, thinking like that ...[3], and we all know, yes, us/we/us(?) kooks, there is NOTHING ... real about real life ...[3], and yesterday is NOW!!![3], and, man, it lasts forever - just look at the other numbers in our souls, minds, whatevers![3], and ... VIBRATIONS!!![3], and my consciousness ness can't get a grip ... I fear I may be slipping away[3], and where are YOU(!)? / Looking so small, then so big / the DIZZY(!) life ain't for cowards[3], and hold me down, hold me down, hold me down ... please![3], and I feel so light, is it night, or early morning? ... oh, stop me lifting off and sailing to the moon![3], and this ... is proper sowing, you dig?[3], and
And here ... I am, always ...[1], and ... / was it only yesterday? NO![1], and here ... I am, always ...[2], and let me spin for YOU(!) ... and beautiful DIZZY(!) one, you shall spin for me![1], and ... / was it only yesterday? NO![2], and I'm so sick of real life, ha![1], and let me spin for YOU(!) ... and beautiful DIZZY(!) one, you shall spin for me![2], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND ... and it suits me, words being so DUMB(!)[1], and I'm so sick of real life, ha![2], and fuck(?) the harvest! / ah, this ... is all we need - ?![1], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND ... and it suits me, words being so DUMB(!)[2], and here ... YOU(!) are, spinning wildly, like you were born for it ... / Are you perfect yet?[1], and fuck(?) the harvest! / ah, this ... is all we need - ?![2], and I hope it lasts ...[1], and here ... YOU(!) are, spinning wildly, like you were born for it ... / Are you perfect yet?[2], and I'm thinking, er, maybe when we're perfect ... we'll be ready to get (a harvest) beyond the THREE - ?![1], and I hope it lasts ...[2], and one spin too many, thinking like that ...[1], and I'm thinking, er, maybe when we're perfect ... we'll be ready to get (a harvest) beyond the THREE - ?![2], and we all know, yes, us/we/us(?) kooks, there is NOTHING ... real about real life ...[1], and one spin too many, thinking like that ...[2], and yesterday is NOW!!![1], and we all know, yes, us/we/us(?) kooks, there is NOTHING ... real about real life ...[2], and, man, it lasts forever - just look at the other numbers in our souls, minds, whatevers![1], and yesterday is NOW!!![2], and ... VIBRATIONS!!![1], and, man, it lasts forever - just look at the other numbers in our souls, minds, whatevers![2], and my consciousness ness can't get a grip ... I fear I may be slipping away[1], and ... VIBRATIONS!!![2], and where are YOU(!)? / Looking so small, then so big / the DIZZY(!) life ain't for cowards[1], and my consciousness ness can't get a grip ... I fear I may be slipping away[2], and hold me down, hold me down, hold me down ... please![1], and where are YOU(!)? / Looking so small, then so big / the DIZZY(!) life ain't for cowards[2], and I feel so light, is it night, or early morning? ... oh, stop me lifting off and sailing to the moon![1], and hold me down, hold me down, hold me down ... please![2], and this ... is proper sowing, you dig?[1], and I feel so light, is it night, or early morning? ... oh, stop me lifting off and sailing to the moon![2], and here ... I am, always ...[3], and this ... is proper sowing, you dig?[2], and ... / was it only yesterday? NO![3], and let me spin for YOU(!) ... and beautiful DIZZY(!) one, you shall spin for me![3], and I'm so sick of real life, ha![3], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND ... and it suits me, words being so DUMB(!)[3], and fuck(?) the harvest! / ah, this ... is all we need - ?![3], and here ... YOU(!) are, spinning wildly, like you were born for it ... / Are you perfect yet?[3], and I hope it lasts ...[3], and I'm thinking, er, maybe when we're perfect ... we'll be ready to get (a harvest) beyond the THREE - ?![3], and one spin too many, thinking like that ...[3], and we all know, yes, us/we/us(?) kooks, there is NOTHING ... real about real life ...[3], and yesterday is NOW!!![3], and, man, it lasts forever - just look at the other numbers in our souls, minds, whatevers![3], and ... VIBRATIONS!!![3], and my consciousness ness can't get a grip ... I fear I may be slipping away[3], and where are YOU(!)? / Looking so small, then so big / the DIZZY(!) life ain't for cowards[3], and hold me down, hold me down, hold me down ... please![3], and I feel so light, is it night, or early morning? ... oh, stop me lifting off and sailing to the moon![3], and this ... is proper sowing, you dig?[3], and
And here ... I am, always ...[1], and ... / was it only yesterday? NO![1], and here ... I am, always ...[2], and let me spin for YOU(!) ... and beautiful DIZZY(!) one, you shall spin for me![1], and ... / was it only yesterday? NO![2], and I'm so sick of real life, ha![1],
and let me spin for YOU(!) ... and beautiful DIZZY(!) one, you shall
spin for me![2], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND ... and it suits
me, words being so DUMB(!)[1], and I'm so sick of real life, ha![2], and fuck(?) the harvest! / ah, this ... is all we need - ?![1], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND ... and it suits me, words being so DUMB(!)[2], and here ... YOU(!) are, spinning wildly, like you were born for it ... / Are you perfect yet?[1], and fuck(?) the harvest! / ah, this ... is all we need - ?![2], and I hope it lasts ...[1], and here ... YOU(!) are, spinning wildly, like you were born for it ... / Are you perfect yet?[2], and I'm thinking, er, maybe when we're perfect ... we'll be ready to get (a harvest) beyond the THREE - ?![1], and I hope it lasts ...[2], and one spin too many, thinking like that ...[1], and I'm thinking, er, maybe when we're perfect ... we'll be ready to get (a harvest) beyond the THREE - ?![2], and we all know, yes, us/we/us(?) kooks, there is NOTHING ... real about real life ...[1], and one spin too many, thinking like that ...[2], and yesterday is NOW!!![1], and we all know, yes, us/we/us(?) kooks, there is NOTHING ... real
about real life ...[2], and, man, it lasts forever - just look at the
other numbers in our souls, minds, whatevers![1], and yesterday is
NOW!!![2], and ... VIBRATIONS!!![1], and, man, it lasts forever - just
look at the other numbers in our souls, minds, whatevers![2], and my
consciousness ness can't get a grip ... I fear I may be slipping
away[1], and ... VIBRATIONS!!![2], and where are YOU(!)? / Looking so small, then so big / the DIZZY(!) life ain't for cowards[1], and my consciousness ness can't get a grip ... I fear I may be slipping away[2], and hold me down, hold me down, hold me down ... please![1], and where are YOU(!)? / Looking so small, then so big / the DIZZY(!) life ain't for cowards[2], and I feel so light, is it night, or early morning? ... oh, stop me lifting off and sailing to the moon![1], and hold me down, hold me down, hold me down ... please![2], and this ... is proper sowing, you dig?[1], and I feel so light, is it night, or early morning? ... oh, stop me lifting off and sailing to the moon![2], and here ... I am, always ...[3], and this ... is proper sowing, you dig?[2], and ... / was it only yesterday? NO![3], and let me spin for YOU(!) ... and beautiful DIZZY(!) one, you shall spin for me![3], and I'm so sick of real life, ha![3], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND ... and it suits me, words being so DUMB(!)[3], and fuck(?) the harvest! / ah, this ... is all we need - ?![3], and here ... YOU(!) are, spinning wildly, like you were born for it ... / Are you perfect yet?[3], and I hope it lasts ...[3], and I'm thinking, er, maybe when we're perfect ... we'll be ready to get (a harvest) beyond the THREE - ?![3], and one spin too many, thinking like that ...[3], and we all know, yes, us/we/us(?) kooks, there is NOTHING ... real
about real life ...[3], and yesterday is NOW!!![3], and, man, it lasts
forever - just look at the other numbers in our souls, minds,
whatevers![3], and ... VIBRATIONS!!![3], and my consciousness ness can't
get a grip ... I fear I may be slipping away[3], and where are YOU(!)? /
Looking so small, then so big / the DIZZY(!) life ain't for cowards[3], and hold me down, hold me down, hold me down ... please![3], and I feel so light, is it night, or early morning? ... oh, stop me lifting off and sailing to the moon![3], and this ... is proper sowing, you dig?[3], and
And here ... I am, always ...[1], and ... / was it only yesterday? NO![1], and here ... I am, always ...[2], and let me spin for YOU(!) ... and beautiful DIZZY(!) one, you shall spin for me![1], and ... / was it only yesterday? NO![2], and I'm so sick of real life, ha![1],
and let me spin for YOU(!) ... and beautiful DIZZY(!) one, you shall
spin for me![2], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND ... and it suits
me, words being so DUMB(!)[1], and I'm so sick of real life, ha![2], and fuck(?) the harvest! / ah, this ... is all we need - ?![1], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND ... and it suits me, words being so DUMB(!)[2], and here ... YOU(!) are, spinning wildly, like you were born for it ... / Are you perfect yet?[1], and fuck(?) the harvest! / ah, this ... is all we need - ?![2], and I hope it lasts ...[1], and here ... YOU(!) are, spinning wildly, like you were born for it ... / Are you perfect yet?[2], and I'm thinking, er, maybe when we're perfect ... we'll be ready to get (a harvest) beyond the THREE - ?![1], and I hope it lasts ...[2], and one spin too many, thinking like that ...[1], and I'm thinking, er, maybe when we're perfect ... we'll be ready to get (a harvest) beyond the THREE - ?![2], and we all know, yes, us/we/us(?) kooks, there is NOTHING ... real about real life ...[1], and one spin too many, thinking like that ...[2], and yesterday is NOW!!![1], and we all know, yes, us/we/us(?) kooks, there is NOTHING ... real
about real life ...[2], and, man, it lasts forever - just look at the
other numbers in our souls, minds, whatevers![1], and yesterday is
NOW!!![2], and ... VIBRATIONS!!![1], and, man, it lasts forever - just
look at the other numbers in our souls, minds, whatevers![2], and my
consciousness ness can't get a grip ... I fear I may be slipping
away[1], and ... VIBRATIONS!!![2], and where are YOU(!)? / Looking so small, then so big / the DIZZY(!) life ain't for cowards[1], and my consciousness ness can't get a grip ... I fear I may be slipping away[2], and hold me down, hold me down, hold me down ... please![1], and where are YOU(!)? / Looking so small, then so big / the DIZZY(!) life ain't for cowards[2], and I feel so light, is it night, or early morning? ... oh, stop me lifting off and sailing to the moon![1], and hold me down, hold me down, hold me down ... please![2], and this ... is proper sowing, you dig?[1], and I feel so light, is it night, or early morning? ... oh, stop me lifting off and sailing to the moon![2], and here ... I am, always ...[3], and this ... is proper sowing, you dig?[2], and ... / was it only yesterday? NO![3], and let me spin for YOU(!) ... and beautiful DIZZY(!) one, you shall spin for me![3], and I'm so sick of real life, ha![3], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND ... and it suits me, words being so DUMB(!)[3], and fuck(?) the harvest! / ah, this ... is all we need - ?![3], and here ... YOU(!) are, spinning wildly, like you were born for it ... / Are you perfect yet?[3], and I hope it lasts ...[3], and I'm thinking, er, maybe when we're perfect ... we'll be ready to get (a harvest) beyond the THREE - ?![3], and one spin too many, thinking like that ...[3], and we all know, yes, us/we/us(?) kooks, there is NOTHING ... real
about real life ...[3], and yesterday is NOW!!![3], and, man, it lasts
forever - just look at the other numbers in our souls, minds,
whatevers![3], and ... VIBRATIONS!!![3], and my consciousness ness can't
get a grip ... I fear I may be slipping away[3], and where are YOU(!)? /
Looking so small, then so big / the DIZZY(!) life ain't for cowards[3], and hold me down, hold me down, hold me down ... please![3], and I feel so light, is it night, or early morning? ... oh, stop me lifting off and sailing to the moon![3], and this ... is proper sowing, you dig?[3], and
