Water, water everywhere and not a place to stand 
My foundation rests on bedrock 
But the bedrock rests on shifting sand 
Once the mighty jungle gave way to the streets 
Now the city's a jungle again 
Every time the cycle completes 
It's like nothing ever had changed 
Tables will turn, tables will turn, tables will turn 
Tables can turn 
When will 
I learn that tables will turn 
Tables can turn 
It was always my hope to repay 
All those favors that you would endow 
Though I took what 
I could yesterday 
Where are the crumbs when 
I'm so hungry now? 
And the wind cries "Merry Christmas, Happy 4th of July" 
When will 
I see you again? 
Sometimes it's not safe to fly 'til 
Tables have turned 
This is the law and we didn't make it 
But daily we twist it and bend it and brake it 
And to prove just how little we understand it 
We act as if it's just like we planned it 
We're in a state of constant revolution '
Cause we got a small problem with our distribution 
And if the balance of power needs arranging 
Then the situation's got to keep changing 
And if you start messin' 'round with the ratio 
It's like tryin' to ride a seesaw solo '
Cause the further you get from the middle 
You throw the balance off little by little "Class distinctions come naturally" 
You think that that can justify the inequity 
And the sky grows black while the cities burn 
And round and round and round, tables will turn 
Tables will turn, tables will turn, tables will turn 
Tables can turn 
When will we learn? 
Tables will turn 
Tables can turn 
Tables have turned, tables have turned, tables have turned 
Tables are turned, don't be concerned when 
Tables have turned 
Round and round and round, tables will turn