For all you broken-hearted
Lovers lost
Go, find another one
'Cause you know time won't wait and you'll be late
White Rabbit's on [bad word] 
It's hard to know what's good for you
I know she let you down
But the fever breaks when it's too much to take
So you can put your weapons down

And all you'll hear is the music
Beauty stands before you [bad word] back around again
It's a carousel, my friend

Never too late to change the pace
Oh how the days creep up on you
But the goodness is something you don't have to chase
'Cause it's following you

And all you'll hear is the music
Beauty stands before you [bad word] back around again
It's a carousel, my friend

I thought I heard your voice in the thunder
Is the owl casting spells that we're under?

And all I hear is the music
Beauty stands before me [bad word] back around again
It's a carousel, my friend

It's in the music
Beauty stands before you [bad word] back around again
It's a carousel, my friend

Time won't wait so don't be late
White Rabbit's on [bad word]