La la la la la la la la. La la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la. The rich and the poor,
The rich got a maid and she
Takes all the kids to the zoo. It’s true.
The poor got no maid so they
Pack up their kids and go too.
And I ask myself, what it’s all about,
If the things that I want are the
Things that really count. Merry-go-round, Oh.
Merry-go-round, yeah, Merry-go-round.
The good and the bad
It seems like there ain’t much diff’rence
Between the two. It’s true.
The bad cheat someone and get caught
While the good never do.
And I’m wonderin’, and I start to doubt.
I been runnin’ so long,
Ain’t had time to turn around. Merry-go-round, Oh
Merry-go-round, yeah, Merry-go-round.
And I ask myself, what’s it all about,
If the things that I want are the
Things that really count. Merry-go-round, Oh.
Merry-go-round, yeah, Merry-go-round.
Merry-go-round, Merry-go-round.
