The Road To Paradise Testo

Innocence is traded on the road to paradise When ambition starts to raise it's ugly head Prizes won't be given to the last ones in the line And that's something that we all appear to dread Listen to the ravings of a disillusioned man When the rainy days collect to do their worst Full of neat surprises is their sympathetic plan They will cut you up and sell you till it hurts We're all spinning on the roundabout We're all spinning on the roundabout Keep spinning on the roundabout I don't wish to fight, just to prove that I'm right I don't want the world upside down I don't wish to fight, just to prove that I'm right I just need the world spinning round I don't wish to fight, just to prove that I'm right I just need the world spinning round We're all spinning on the roundabout We're all spinning on the roundabout We keep spinning on the roundabout Forever spinning on the roundabout