'Round and 'round, and 'round it goes,
Where it stops, nobody knows,
Through the rain and through the snow,
They wind it up and watch it go.

Tilt-A-Whirl, don't know how it started,
Tilt-A-Whirl, but I can't get off,
Tilt-A-Whirl, and I don't think I like it,
Tilt-A-Whirl, but I just can't stop.

'Round and 'round, and 'round it goes,
Where it stops, nobody knows,
Hickory-dickory-dickory-dock,
It's all a game of beat the clock.

Tilt-A-Whirl, don't know how it started,
Tilt-A-Whirl, but I can't get off,
Tilt-A-Whirl, and I don't think I like it,
Tilt-A-Whirl, but I just can't stop,
Tilt-A-Whirl, 'cause I breaks my neck,
Tilt-A-Whirl, and it curves me spine,
Tilt-A-Whirl, and I can't get my balance,
Tilt-A-Whirl, on this colourful ride.

There's much to be said for labour in obscurity,
It's an underrated benefit of suffering.

'Round and 'round, and 'round it goes,
Where it stops, nobody knows.

Tilt-A-Whirl, don't know how it started,
Tilt-A-Whirl, but I can't get off,
Tilt-A-Whirl, and I don't think I like it,
Tilt-A-Whirl, but I just can't stop,
Tilt-A-Whirl, 'cause I breaks my neck,
Tilt-A-Whirl, and it curves me spine,
Tilt-A-Whirl, and I can't get my balance,
Tilt-A-Whirl, on this colourful ride.

Yeah.