Getting Nowhere Songtext

von Bing Crosby

A Greyhound who has lots of speed
Was surely bound to fail
For morning, noon and evening
He'd be chasing his own tail

He was running around in circles
Running around in circles
Getting nowhere

A squirrel in a treadmill cage
Around and round he'd go
You'd think he'd be in a rage
But seems he didn't know

He was running around in circles
Running around in circles
Getting nowhere

The man who runs a carousel
Is often heavy hearted
He rides all day, but sad to say
He winds up where he started

So concentrate and clear your mind
Of schemes that never last
Or you'll wake up some day and find
Your chances all are past

You've been running around in circles
Running around in circles
Getting nowhere
Getting nowhere very fast

Running around in circles
Running around in circles
Getting nowhere

Running around in circles
Running around in circles
Getting nowhere

The man who runs a carousel
Is often heavy hearted
He rides all day, but sad to say
He winds up where he started

So concentrate and clear your mind
Of schemes that never last
Or you'll wake up some day and find
Your chances all are past

You've been running around in circles
Running around in circles
Getting nowhere
Getting nowhere very fast