You keep me running round and round,
Well that's alright with me.
Up and down, I'm up the wall, I'm up the bloody tree.
That's alright with me, yeah, that's alright with me.
Well, it feels alright to me, yeah, it looks alright to me.
And I'm so tall, I'm so tall,
You raise me and then you let me fall.
And I'm so small, I'm so small,
Wrapped around your finger, see me fall.
Here we go, everybody.
You keep me running round and round,
well that's alright with me.
Nothing, nothing, nothing's gonna step in my way.
Living on the ceiling --
No more room down there.
Things fall into place -- you get the joke --
fall into place.
And I'm so tall, I'm so tall,
You raise me and then you let me fall.
And I'm so small, I'm so small,
Wrapped around your finger, see me fall.
Here we go, everybody.
You keep me running round and round,
well that's alright with me.
Up and down, I'm up the wall, I'm up the bloody tree,
Hiding from your questions,
Questions you won't ask.
Why am I up the tree, you say.
"Why are you down there?" I say.
And I'm so tall, I'm so tall,
You raise me and then you let me fall.
And I'm so small, I'm so small,
Wrapped around your finger, see me fall.