When I was young I would scream blue murder Till I had my own way Run from the family And tell of a story to spite my elders Round and roundthe boy In the garden of lies and science fiction Brother and sister and father of mine Keep us together and keep us in line A lot we depend on a lot we can do Send love to mother I'll be good to you To pollute the mind of a minor The only escape from the rigours of life Pretend we're a family and believe In the virtues of truth Round and roundcaught up In a garden of lies and deception Brother and sister and father of mine Keep us together and keep us in line A lot we depend on a lot we can do Send love to mother I'll be good to you Round and round and round and round