Top of the Wheel

Round and round and round again Increasing circles, what a fun game! We think we're different, we're not the same As you and me and she and he And we always believed that we're something unique Our new little rich friends 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 I got no respect for you, you're just a fake Gave up your lot for a bite of the cake And we'll play, we'll play all of our days away How could we feel? We're so unreal Stuck 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 sold up our 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]