Jim Croce - Spin, Spin, Spin Lyrics
Spin, spin, spinSpin around, spin aroundThe harlequin dances in a costume of greenSpin aroundBut under his makeup his age can't be seenSpin aroundBut where are you spinnin'When will you knowThat life is for livin'That it isn't a show?Spin, spin, spinSpin around, spin aroundYou look out on the city from your penthouse so highSpin aroundBut your pedestal's your prison and so is your highSpin aroundBut where are you spinnin'When will you knowThat life is for livin'That it isn't a show?Spin, spin, spinSpin around, spin aroundYour pills are you conscienceThey make ev'rything seem all rightSpin aroundTake a white one go to sleepTake a red one to stay up all nightTo spin aroundBut where are you spinnin'When will you knowThat life is for livin'That it isn't a show?Spin, spin, spinSpin around, spin aroundSpin, spin, spinSpin away, spin awaySpin, spin, spinSpin around, spin around