The Bolshoi - Swings and Roundabouts lyrics

Six o'clock, it's nearly dark Kicking leaves up in the park My hands in pockets by the green Wishing that my nails were clean I lean my back against a tree A black bird sits and stares at me Reflected in his dark black eye The legacy of all my eyes... Now Upstairs in the house tonight I'm coming down to see you I won't stay in, you won't come out What are we gonna do about it Upstairs in the house tonight I'm coming down to see you I won't stay in, you won't come out Little bit swings and roundabouts Now ten o'clock, I'm drinking beer I don't know why I come in here Well it's cold outside, yes that's true And I don't really have much else to do There's someone standing at my arm I think he means to do some harm 'Cause he says he used to be a hero Staring down into his beer... Oh Upstairs in the house tonight I'm coming down to see you I won't stay in, you won't come out What are we gonna do about it Upstairs in the house tonight I'm coming down to see you I won't stay in, you won't come out Little bit swings and roundabouts Now first... Number one Can anybody really ever know someone Two, three Why is everybody talking about me Four, five Is it just for this that we strive Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven Two figures together add up to eleven Upstairs in the house tonight I'm coming down to see you I won't stay in, you won't come out What are we gonna do about it Upstairs in the house tonight I'm coming down to see you I won't stay in, you won't come out Little bit swings and roundabouts Listen to me laughing, Mary Ha, ha, ha...