Spin, Spin, Spin Lyrics

Jim Croce

Spin, spin, spin Spin around, spin around
The harlequin dances In a costume of green Spin around But under his makeup His age can't be seen Spin around
But where are you spinnin' When will you know That life is for livin' That it isn't a show?
Spin, spin, spin Spin around, spin around
You look out on the city From your penthouse so high Spin around But your pedestal's your Prison and so is your high Spin around
But where are you spinnin' When will you know That life is for livin' That it isn't a show?
Spin, spin, spin Spin around, spin around
Your pills are you conscience They make everything seem all right Spin around Take a white one go to sleep Take a red one to stay up all night To spin around
But where are you spinnin' When will you know That life is for livin' That it isn't a show?
Spin, spin, spin Spin around, spin around Spin, spin, spin Spin away, spin away Spin, spin, spin Spin around, spin around

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