By: Russ Haines
In my car in a traffic jam
Don't know where I'm going, don't know where I am
Got ten thousand people 'round me doing the same
And I got no clue of who's to blame
Everybody's racing and rushing around
Nobody seems to be in the right part of town
So I'm wondering, thinking while I sit on my ass
Why I work so hard just to pay for the gas to go
Round and Around, again and again
That brings us back where we started
Round and Around, again and again
That brings us back where we started
I drink the water from the kitchen sink
There's chemicals and pesticides in what we drink
And when it goese through us, we flush it down
To the sewage treatment plant on the edge of town
Some of it's processed,some of it's pumped
Some of it's better, but the rest gets dumped
And when it hits the ocean you can watch the fish die
It evaporates, precipitates, I'll tell you why it goes
Round and Around, again and again
That brings us back where we started
Round and Around, again and again
That brings us back where we started
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Round and Around, again and again
That brings us back where we started
Round and Around, again and again
That brings us back where we started
I try to be good and environmentally sound
I know that everything I do will come back around
But there's so many people and so little time
And there's one strange thought I can't keep out of my mind:
Suppose I conserve, and you do too
And we tell two friends and they do too
Is a better world within our grasp?
Or are we already breathing our last gasp to go
Round and Around, again and again
That brings us back where we started
Round and Around, again and again
That brings us back where we started