Sun going up,

Making its rounds

It keeps on moving,

Painting the town

Before you know it,

She's sinking low

So tell me something . . .



Something i don't already know

I don't know?



Toward the south,

Then turning north

Whirlwind spinning,

On a circular course

The answer my friend,

Returns to blow

So tell me something . . .



Something i don't already know

I don't know?

Tell me something

I don't know?



As for the wise men who pursue

Their knowledge

Same as the fool, free falling

Prey to folly

Can only one fate befall

Them both

So tell me something . . .



Chorus



If every song been sung,

Under the sun

What's left for me then,

Eat drink and have fun

It must go on, as for the show

So tell me something . . .




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