| 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 give 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 | |
| Day after day, alone on a hill | |
| The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still | |
| 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 | |
| He never listens to them | |
| He knows that they're fools | |
| 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 |
| 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 give 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 | |
| Day after day, alone on a hill | |
| The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still | |
| 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 | |
| He never listens to them | |
| He knows that they' re fools | |
| 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 |
| 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 give 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 | |
| Day after day, alone on a hill | |
| The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still | |
| 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 | |
| He never listens to them | |
| He knows that they' re fools | |
| 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 |
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