The Fool on the Hill (McCartney Paul)

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 seem to notice 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