Spin

Spin, spin, spin Spin around, spin around The harlequin dances in a costume of green Spin around But under his makeup his age can't be seen Spin around But where are you spinninWhen will you know That life is for livinThat it isn't a show? Spin, spin, spin Spin around, spin around You look out on the city from your penthouse so high Spin around But your pedestal's your prison and so is your high Spin around But where are you spinninWhen will you know That life is for livinThat it isn't a show? Spin, spin, spin Spin around, spin around