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 spinninWhen will you know
That life is for livinThat 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 spinninWhen will you know
That life is for livinThat it isn't a show?
Spin, spin, spin
Spin around, spin around