The Skeleton And The Roundabout — текст песни (Electric Light Orchestra)





Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
I am the fairground man at heart
I run the roundabout this part
I fill this fair but custom have I none

I turn the handle round so fast it makes my elbow ache
Nobody seems to care
No-one rides upon my roundabout no longer anymore
Oh what a horrid fair!

Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout

Money there is none - I`m thinner than a skeleton

But wait a minute, I`m so thin
That all these aches and pains could be a chance for me
I could be a horror or a ghost in a ghost train
I think I`ll go and see

I meet the man who runs the ghost train
He says, "You`re just great!
I`ll pay you top class wages
If you`ll just hang from this gate"

A year is passing lots of food and money come my way
Oh lucky man am I
But who`s this telling me, "You`re fired!
You`re much too fat to be a ghost, be on your way!"
So here I am

Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout
Climb aboard my roundabout



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