Mary Poppons killed a dream today
Locked it up and threw the key away
It was a very old and dusty dream
Everyone knows-

There's no time for happiness today
Got a date for a PLASTIC TRAY
Got a deal to sign her life away
Got an early grave she gotta make
And we are all insane
 [bad word] 
Hold on Slow down You'll never get to heaven on this merry-go-round
Turn on
Turn round
You know you're going nowhere
If you keep on going round
The merry-go-round
Where you go-There you go-Round

Christopher Robin blew his friends away
Wrappd 'em up and moved on Barnsley way
Got a job he's milking plastic trays
Got a line in filling earlt graves

Round and Round and Round and Round he goes
Where he stops well no-one seems to know why
They've forgotten just what he could be
He's the same the same as you and me
We are all insane

(chrous)