Round and Round

Bubblegum Pop, Fairground Pop, Carnival Pop, 1960s Girl Group, Vintage Amusement Park Sound, Merry-Go-Round Rhythm, 128 BPM, G Major, Relentlessly Bright, Sugary Sweet, Mechanical Sweetness, Cotton Candy Confection, Wall of Sound Production, Phil Spector Influence, Reverb Shimmer, Bright EQ, Polished Vintage, Calliope Organ Lead, Glockenspiel Sparkle, Music Box Tones, Toy Piano Accents, Bouncy Bass, Wurlitzer Warmth, Tambourine Shimmer, Handclaps, Sleigh Bells, Vibraphone Chimes, Orchestral Strings, Female Vocal, Sweet Innocent Delivery, Breathy, Wide-Eyed Wonder, Cheerleader Brightness, Clear Diction, Group Harmony, Layered Vocals, Anthemic Chorus, Carnival Atmosphere, Fairground Ambience, Childlike Wonder, Deliberately Naive, Nostalgic, Retro, Vintage Pop, Uptempo, Catchy Hook, Earworm Melody, Singalong Chorus, Classic Pop Structure, Maximum Production Value, Dense Arrangement, Rich Harmonies, Euphoric Peak Moments, Building Dynamics

Foreword

A cycle cannot be assessed from inside it. On the way up, the conclusion is that things are improving and the plan is working. On the way down, the conclusion is that everything has failed. Both readings are produced by position rather than by anything external, and both arrive with complete conviction. Worse, motion is indistinguishable from progress when there is no fixed point to check against. So the assessment never comes out accurate, the change never gets made, and the ride is genuinely enjoyable throughout.

Lyrics

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Step right up, the music's playing
Grab a horse, no use in waiting
Mine is white with golden reins
Yours is blue with candy manes
Round we go, the lights are spinning
Every ride's the same horse grinning

[Pre-Chorus]
And I know tomorrow all the lights burn brighter
The painted ponies nod and wink at me
Just one more spin, I'll grip the brass pole tighter
One more turn, the blur won't let me see

[Chorus]
Round and round and round we go
Up and down and high and low
When I'm up I'll stay forever
When I'm down it won't last, no
Round and round the carousel
Every spin a wishing well
Toss a coin and make it better
Round and round and round we go

[Verse 2]
Bad days come like broken horses
Good days follow, changing courses
I was crying yesterday
Now I'm laughing, that's the way
Colors blur so why be worried
On the carousel we're carried

[Pre-Chorus]
And I know tomorrow keeps the horses running
The wooden horses never lie
Hold on tight, the calliope keeps humming
One more spin, it won't let me cry

[Bridge]
I've been riding since the morning
Or maybe since the day before
The ticket booth is always open
I keep paying, wanting more
The exit sign is painted pretty
I'll find it on the next go round
The music's nice here in the city
Of horses that don't touch the ground

[Outro]
Step right up, the music's playing
Grab a horse, no use in waiting

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Foreword A cycle cannot be assessed from inside it. On the way up, the conclusion is that things are improving and the plan is working. On the way down, the conclusion is that everything has failed. Both readings are produced by position rather than by anything external, and both arrive with complete conviction. Worse, motion is indistinguishable from progress when there is no fixed point to check against. So the assessment never comes out accurate, the change never gets made, and the ride is genuinely enjoyable throughout. Lyrics [Intro] [Verse 1] Step right up, the music's playing Grab a horse, no use in waiting Mine is white with golden reins Yours is blue with candy manes Round we go, the lights are spinning Every ride's the same horse grinning [Pre-Chorus] And I know tomorrow all the lights burn brighter The painted ponies nod and wink at me Just one more spin, I'll grip the brass pole tighter One more turn, the blur won't let me see [Chorus] Round and round and round we go Up and down and high and low When I'm up I'll stay forever When I'm down it won't last, no Round and round the carousel Every spin a wishing well Toss a coin and make it better Round and round and round we go [Verse 2] Bad days come like broken horses Good days follow, changing courses I was crying yesterday Now I'm laughing, that's the way Colors blur so why be worried On the carousel we're carried [Pre-Chorus] And I know tomorrow keeps the horses running The wooden horses never lie Hold on tight, the calliope keeps humming One more spin, it won't let me cry [Chorus] Round and round and round we go Up and down and high and low When I'm up I'll stay forever When I'm down it won't last, no Round and round the carousel Every spin a wishing well Toss a coin and make it better Round and round and round we go [Bridge] I've been riding since the morning Or maybe since the day before The ticket booth is always open I keep paying, wanting more The exit sign is painted pretty I'll find it on the next go round The music's nice here in the city Of horses that don't touch the ground [Chorus] Round and round and round we go Up and down and high and low When I'm up I'll stay forever When I'm down it won't last, no Round and round the carousel Every spin a wishing well Toss a coin and make it better Round and round and round we go [Outro] Step right up, the music's playing Grab a horse, no use in waiting

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