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Day after day alone on a hill
The man with the foolish grin 
Is keeping perfectly still.
But nobody wants to know him,
They can see that he's just a foo-u-ul,
And he never gives an answer,

But the foo-ul on the hill 
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning 'r'ound.

Well on the way, head in a cloud,
The man of a thousand voices 
Talking perfectly loud.
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sound he appears to ma-a-ake,
And he never seems to notice,

But the foo-ul on the hill
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning 'r'ound.

< Flute, piano & jew's harp solo >

And nobody seems to like him,
They can tell what he wants to do-u-u,
And he never shows his feelings,

But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning 'round.

< Flute, piano & jew's harp solo >

Oh-, oh-oh, oh-oh, o-oh, o-oh, oh-oh-oh-ho-
Round and round and round and round and round...

And he never listens to them -
He knows that they're the foo-u-uls.
They don't like him.

The fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning 'r'ound.

< Flute, piano & jew's harp till fade >

Oh-, round and round and round and round...
Oh-oh...