[Verse — carnival organ, slap bass] Round the painted pole I run You call it love, the children fun I take the turns, I wear the gold My wooden knees are getting old [Pre-Chorus] Beyond the fence, the open plain Has never asked me to remain [Chorus — explosive] Round and round, the music lies A different world behind my eyes I want to kick these bolts apart And gallop past the ticket cart But little hands are holding tight I cannot throw them off tonight (Hold on, hold on) [Bridge — dropped beat] I can feel the hinges bend I don't know which of us will end [Outro] The ride spins on, the paint comes loose I choose the circle. Who did I choose?
