lassie

Oh yes I know, and believe me it gets worse.
I got told, ring, round and gold.
It's hard enough, when everything we say
Is really fascination along the way . . .

I just got up, and the motion left me cold.
And I found out, I'm growing old.
It's not enough, your standing in your wealth
And there's real infatuation with yourself . . .

Bottoms up, and the rest is getting cold.
And I'm deceived, ring, round and gold.
It's bad enough, when everything we do
Is really desperation coming through . . .