[Intro: warped carnival organ] (round-round... break out!) [Verse: theatrical melodic rap] Painted golden hooves on a wooden floor Round and round forever, never asking more Then I felt a little thunder in my feet And jumped the painted circle to the street [Pre-Chorus: accelerating harmonies] They said the ride's not meant to end I said the world's around the bend! [Chorus: soaring theatrical falsetto] I'm the runaway carousel horse Finally choosing my own course All the pretty lights behind Can't compete with what I'll find (ride-ride, ah-ah!) I was made for something wild Not another painted mile [Drop: carnival chops, distorted 808] (round-round, run-run!) [Breakbeat, galloping syncopation] [Outro: music-box slowdown] The ride goes on without me.
