Day after day alone on the hill 
                  The man with the foolish grin 
                  is keeping perfectly still 
                  But nobody wants to know him 
                  They can see that he's just a fool 
                  And he never gives an answer 
                  
                  But the fool on the hill 
                  sees the sun going down 
                  And the eyes in his head 
                  See the world spinning round 
                  
                  Well on the way, his head in a cloud 
                  The man of a thousand voices 
                  is talking perfectly loud 
                  But nobody ever hears him 
                  Or the sound he appears to make 
                  And he never seems to notice 
                  
                  But the fool on the hill 
                  sees the sun going down 
                  And the eyes in his head 
                  See the world spinning round 
                  
                  Oh, round, round, round, round, round 
                  And nobody seems to like him 
                  they can tell what he wants to do 
                  And he never shows his feelings 
                  
                  But the fool on the hill 
                  sees the sun going down 
                  And the eyes in his head 
                  See the world spinning round 
                  
                  Oh, round, round, round, round, round 
                  And he never listen to them 
                  He knows that they're the fools 
                  But they don't like him 
                  
                  The fool on the hill 
                  sees the sun going down 
                  And the eyes in his head 
                  See the world spinning round 
                  
                  Oh, round, round, round, round, round 
                  oh