When I was young

I would scream blue murder

Till I had my own way

Run from the family

And tell of a story to spite my elders

Round and round, the boy

In the garden of lies and science fiction

Brother and sister and father of mine

Keep us together and keep us in line

Alot we depend on alot we can do

Send love to mother I'll be good to you

To pollute the mind of a minor

The only escape from the rigours of life

Pretend we're a family and believe

In the virtues of truth

Round and round, caught up

In a garden of lies and deception

Brother and sister and father of mine

Keep us together and keep us in line

Alot we depend on alot we can do

Send love to mother I'll be good to you

Round and round and round and round