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Day after day alone on a hill
The man with the foolish grin
is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he's just a fool
And he never gives an answer

But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round

Well on the way, head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice

But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round

(instrumental solo)
And nobody seems to like him
they can tell what he wants to do
And he never shows his feelings

But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round

Oh, round, round, round, round, round
And he never listen to them
He knows that they're the fools
But they don't like him

The fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round

Oh, round, round, round, round, round
oh
Day after day alone on a hill    The man with the foolish grin    is keeping perfectly still    But nobody wants to know him    They can see that he's just a fool    And he never gives an answer       But the fool on the hill    sees the sun going down    And the eyes in his head    See the world spinning round       Well on the way, head in a cloud    The man of a thousand voices    talking perfectly loud    But nobody ever hears him    Or the sound he appears to make    And he never seems to notice       But the fool on the hill    sees the sun going down    And the eyes in his head    See the world spinning round       (instrumental solo)    And nobody seems to like him    they can tell what he wants to do    And he never shows his feelings       But the fool on the hill    sees the sun going down    And the eyes in his head    See the world spinning round       Oh, round, round, round, round, round    And he never listen to them    He knows that they're the fools    But they don't like him       The fool on the hill    sees the sun going down    And the eyes in his head    See the world spinning round       Oh, round, round, round, round, round    oh