Down, down Round and round People meet you When you pull into town And go down, down All around Walk on the whirls You'll fall to the ground But some day Two circles are the games we play Circles are the only fickle thing Down, down Round and round Everyone sings To your hollow sound And goes down, down All around Nobody there when You come back around Today Two circles are the games we play Circles are the only fickle thing Two circles are the games we play Circles are the only fickle thing Down, down Round and round You're going Down, down Round and round You're going Down, down Round and round You're going Down, down Round and round You're going Down...