Top Of The Wheel Lyrics - Hazel O'connor

Round and round and round again 

Increasing circles, what a fun game! 

We think we're different, we're not the same 

As you and me and she and he 

And we always believed that we're something unique 

Our new little rich friends want us in their clique 

And we'll play, we'll play all of our days away 

There's you scratching my back, me scratching yours 

Rub up the right way, it always ensures 

We'll know the right people, open right doors 

To the land of the famous incredible bores 

And I got no respect for you, you're just a fake 

Gave up your lot for a bite of the cake 

And we'll play, we'll play all of our days away 

How could we feel? We're so unreal 

Stuck at the top of the wheel 

You're the sucker who fell for their spiel 

You're the crawler who fell for their deal 

Your smug little cliches, they get up my nose 

Your hair dyed, your fine clothes, they're all for the pose 

Naked before me, your cover is blown 

Here come the robots, the mindless, the clones 

And you sold up our insides, body and soul 

Do as you're told now, and we'll play our roles 

And we'll play, we'll play all of our days away 

How could we feel? We're so unreal 

Stop at the top of the wheel 

You're the sucker who fell for their spiel 

You're the crawler who fell for their deal 

How could we feel? We're so unreal 

Stop at the top of the wheel 

You're the sucker who fell for their spiel 

You're the crawler who fell for their deal ... [fade out]