English Roundabout

(Colin Moulding)

People rushing round with no time to spare.

I'm so dizzy,

I'm neither here nor there.

In this traffic jam,

I just want to shout,

Let me off o' this English roundabout

English roundabout

And all the the horns go 'beep! Beep! '

All the people follow like sheep,

I'm full of light and sound,

Making my head go round, round.

Everyone is cursing under their breath,

I'm a passenger,

I feel close to death,

Hopeless situation,

I have no doubt.

Stop the madness, English roundabout

English roundabout

And all the cars go 'brum! Brum! '

And in my ears I feel a hum,

All those tempers rise, rise.

Cars and buses go,

Puffing out their smoke,

Roll my window down,

I begin to choke.

I have had enough,

I just want to get out.

Let me off o' this English roundabout.

English roundabout.