Day after day, alone on a 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, head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
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

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‐oh‐oh…
And 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round
and 'round
He never listens to them,
he knows that they're the fools
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… And 'round and 'round…