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Where will we go now, who can tell?
Now this old place has gone to Hell
Just keep your questions to yourself
I've got no answers, I'm at a loss as well.

Where will we go now, who can know?
Now that the show has finally closed
Will we run for high or low?
Who cares honey, lets just pack the bags and hit the road.

Yeah, we're in the soup
But I know someday we'll laugh about it
Remembering our troubles and strife
We're caught in a loop but I know someday we'll get out of it
These are all just swings and roundabouts

How will it end now, who can say?
Will it get better or just stay the same?
No, please don't ask me to explain, I've got no answers, I don't know the rules of this game.

Yeah, we're in the soup
But I know someday we'll laugh about it
Remembering our troubles and strife
We're caught in a loop but I know someday we'll get out of it
These are all just swings and roundabouts

Round and round and up and down we go,
Reaping the crops that we sow,
With all this spinning I don't know what to do,
Just don't ask me for answers, don't you know that I've not got a clue?

Come with me now for a ride,
I'm moving to the countryside,
I'm getting out of this old town,
Who needs the hassle? Who needs a thorny crown?

Yeah, we're in the soup
But I know someday we'll laugh about it
Remembering our troubles and strife
We're caught in a loop but I know someday we'll get out of it
These are all just swings and roundabouts