Merry-go-round Songtext

von John Wesley Harding

If you want the best, wanna be with the blessed
Come on and ride on my merry-go-round
You've wasted your money on all of the rest
Come on and ride on my merry-go-round
It doesn't go faster
It isn't that safe
If there's a problem
There'll be no escape
Half of the horses are stuck on with tape
Ride on my merry-go-round

You're ridden the stairs and you're bored of the fair
Come on and ride on my merry-go-round
You're looking for something they can't give you there
Come on and ride on my merry-go-round
You've read all the papers
You know what they said
But no-one who knows
Will look elsewhere instead
Cos the real excitement is all in your head
When you ride on my merry-go-round

The taller the story, the bigger the dream
The smaller the ghost train, the sadder the scream
Just look at the faces
Of those who have been
Their smiles are bigger
Than you've ever seen
Cos I am the man and you'll know what I mean
When you ride on my merry-go-round
I am the man and you'll know what I mean
When you ride on my merry-go-round