Songtexte:
The Cure Round Round Round

: Round and round and round and round and round we go Trying so hard to get a hold of everyone here We've got to show how much we love them all We squeak

Round and round and round and round and round we go Trying so hard to get a hold of everyone here We've got to show how much we love them all We squeak

: Round and round and round and round and round we go Trying so hard to get a hold of everyone here We've got to show how much we love them all We squeak

: This is the Unit bitch Nigga this is ground hog day Back to buying coke I'm ill, no Doc, no diagnosis No cure, I smell fear [Verse 1] Nigga my eyes

: The night is out and the lights fade, And I'm alone in the street, Running round in a daze, Don't know where I'm going, There's nothing left to live

buck-buck-pow Corruption, destruction, disaster Everybody tryna' rap faster than the master Oh Lord, could you save my soul? Nigga tryna go platinum 'round

As we all fall down In an electric glare The old man cracks with age She found his last picture In the ashes of the fire An image of the queen Echoes round

weary, Started by daylight, Next mornin' light and airy, Took a drop of the pure, To keep my heart from sinkin', That's an Irishman's cure, Whene'er he

: Gather 'round Will you gather 'round? Will you gather 'round? Oh, c'mon flash all my ladies she was into having babies she was into liking men and