| Song | Wind Him Up |
| Artist | Saga |
| Album | Worlds Apart |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Crichton, Saga | |
| Aldo's standing at his table | |
| And he's wondering if he's able | |
| To pick the number right this time | |
| He watches as the wheel stops spinning | |
| Sees the number that is winning | |
| As he reaches for his glass of wine | |
| Once he starts it's hard to stop | |
| He's keepin'up a pace like a tight wound clock | |
| Be sure you don't step in his way | |
| He'll keep those numbers rolling | |
| This may be his last day. | |
| As all the bets are taken | |
| Aldo lights a smoke, he's shakin' | |
| From carnation right to the ground | |
| He knows tonight holds one last chance 'n gives the wheel a final glance | |
| Slippery fingers drop the money down | |
| Once he starts it's hard to stop | |
| He's keepin'up a pace like a tight wound clock | |
| And as he leaves the table, [Female voice: "...better luck today?"] | |
| You can rest assured | |
| He's comin' back to try again | |
| Wind him up, he can't stop | |
| He's wound up tight just like the clock | |
| That's winding its second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he can't stop | |
| He keeps on going 'round the clock | |
| He's winding his second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he won't stop | |
| He's wound up tight just like the clock | |
| That's winding its second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he won't stop | |
| He keeps on going 'round the clock | |
| That's winding its second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he can't stop | |
| He's wound up tight just like the clock | |
| That's winding its second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he can't stop | |
| He keeps on going 'round the clock | |
| He's winding his second hand- |
| zuo qu : Crichton, Saga | |
| Aldo' s standing at his table | |
| And he' s wondering if he' s able | |
| To pick the number right this time | |
| He watches as the wheel stops spinning | |
| Sees the number that is winning | |
| As he reaches for his glass of wine | |
| Once he starts it' s hard to stop | |
| He' s keepin' up a pace like a tight wound clock | |
| Be sure you don' t step in his way | |
| He' ll keep those numbers rolling | |
| This may be his last day. | |
| As all the bets are taken | |
| Aldo lights a smoke, he' s shakin' | |
| From carnation right to the ground | |
| He knows tonight holds one last chance ' n gives the wheel a final glance | |
| Slippery fingers drop the money down | |
| Once he starts it' s hard to stop | |
| He' s keepin' up a pace like a tight wound clock | |
| And as he leaves the table, Female voice: "... better luck today?" | |
| You can rest assured | |
| He' s comin' back to try again | |
| Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
| He' s wound up tight just like the clock | |
| That' s winding its second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
| He keeps on going ' round the clock | |
| He' s winding his second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he won' t stop | |
| He' s wound up tight just like the clock | |
| That' s winding its second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he won' t stop | |
| He keeps on going ' round the clock | |
| That' s winding its second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
| He' s wound up tight just like the clock | |
| That' s winding its second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
| He keeps on going ' round the clock | |
| He' s winding his second hand |
| zuò qǔ : Crichton, Saga | |
| Aldo' s standing at his table | |
| And he' s wondering if he' s able | |
| To pick the number right this time | |
| He watches as the wheel stops spinning | |
| Sees the number that is winning | |
| As he reaches for his glass of wine | |
| Once he starts it' s hard to stop | |
| He' s keepin' up a pace like a tight wound clock | |
| Be sure you don' t step in his way | |
| He' ll keep those numbers rolling | |
| This may be his last day. | |
| As all the bets are taken | |
| Aldo lights a smoke, he' s shakin' | |
| From carnation right to the ground | |
| He knows tonight holds one last chance ' n gives the wheel a final glance | |
| Slippery fingers drop the money down | |
| Once he starts it' s hard to stop | |
| He' s keepin' up a pace like a tight wound clock | |
| And as he leaves the table, Female voice: "... better luck today?" | |
| You can rest assured | |
| He' s comin' back to try again | |
| Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
| He' s wound up tight just like the clock | |
| That' s winding its second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
| He keeps on going ' round the clock | |
| He' s winding his second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he won' t stop | |
| He' s wound up tight just like the clock | |
| That' s winding its second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he won' t stop | |
| He keeps on going ' round the clock | |
| That' s winding its second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
| He' s wound up tight just like the clock | |
| That' s winding its second hand | |
| Down Wind him up, he can' t stop | |
| He keeps on going ' round the clock | |
| He' s winding his second hand |