Monkees - Merry Go Round Lyrics
A lone carnival voiceSings tunes of nobody's choiceAnd on a vacant lot, someone just forgotStanding all alone, turning on its ownWeary merry go roundGrows slowly into the groundAnd faded circus actsSorrow broke their backsAnd their sadness cries from their staring eyesStill, small children comeAnd bring the harm of playSpirits, all aliveThe drive the ghosts awayUseless merry go roundTomorrow, they'll tear you downTo build a parking lotIf it lives or notIt was just a toyAll it brought was joy