Ticket in my pocket, don't remember buying Number on the corner, somebody else's hand

Right in the gate, says two for one Nobody at the stand, the little man behind

The glass Keeps waving with his hand, I wave back

Loudspeaker clears his throat, trying not to laugh

With the girl from room 13, please report to the staff

I don't have a room 13, at least I didn't

The lights don't know we're closed, come on, take a seat

There's something in the ticket booth that keeps remembering me

Round and round, don't look down, hear that little bell

If you came here looking for heaven and you took the wrong carousel

Ding, ding, next one smile

Next one smile

Ding, ding, next one smile

Nurse at the doorway, counting every head

Ask me if I'm feeling well, I ask her if she's dead

Doesn't find it funny, doesn't even blink

Points me down the hallway, tells me where not to think

Mirror at the corner, blanket on the glass

I hear somebody breathing every time I walk past

Red instruction painted underneath the light

If the carousel stops, don't get off tonight

Loudspeaker clears his throat, knows me by my name

Your appointment is at midnight, don't make us ask again

I laugh because I never made an appointment here

But somebody checked me in

The lights don't know we're closed, come on, take a seat

There's something in the ticket booth that keeps remembering me

Round and round, don't look down, hear that little bell

If you came here looking for heaven and you took the wrong carousel

Ding, ding, next one smile

Ding, ding, next one smile

Someone left a present sitting underneath my chair

Wrapped in faded paper with my initials there

Shouldn't open presents from a place that knows my name

Open it anyway, inside a photograph of everybody here

Nurse, ticket man, doctor by the gate

Girl beside the carousel who looks a lot like me

Except she's standing behind the camera

Turn the photograph around, 1978

My name on the back and underneath, please don't let her leave

Gate is locked, lights turning, lights warm

Someone's screaming loud, speaker says

Would our hostess please report to the floor

I know that voice, it's mine

Walk into the ticket booth, man is gone

Red coat hanging on the chair, I put it on

Press the bell beneath the counter, every light comes on

The lights don't know we're closed, come on, take a seat

There's something in the ticket booth that keeps remembering me

Round and round, don't look down, hear that little bell

If you came here looking for heaven, you took the wrong carousel

The lights don't know we're closed and neither do I

If you bought yourself a ticket, baby, don't ask why

Round and round, don't look down, everybody knows the spell

If you came here looking for heaven, you took the wrong carousel

Ding, ding, next one, smile

Ding, ding, next one, smile

Ding, ding, next one, smile

Ding, ding, next one, smile

Thank you for coming

We're open all night