| Leitch | |
| The human race is sleeping, half of us are weeping | |
| Ignorance is creeping, darkening our way | |
| No teacher is teaching, no plan is far reaching | |
| The Hawks of Greed are screeching, poisoning our day. | |
| As 'round and 'round and 'round we go | |
| The seeds of misery we sow | |
| 'Round and 'round and down we go | |
| Your leader is lost and we don't know. | |
| Brother, sister aching, fear and mistrust making | |
| Giving nought, all taking, emptying the heart | |
| The pain of not giving, pretending we're living | |
| No one ever forgiving the drama of the dead. | |
| As 'round and 'round and 'round we go | |
| The seeds of misery we sow | |
| 'Round and 'round and down we go | |
| You may well ask which way to go | |
| Your leader is lost and he don't know. | |
| Time he is our Master, more quantity and faster | |
| Directions to disaster, forgetting all we've learned | |
| The children are searching, drugtaking and churching | |
| While the old Earth Ship she's lurching all on her starry way. | |
| As 'round and 'round and 'round we go | |
| The seeds of misery we sow | |
| 'Round and 'round and down we go | |
| You may well ask which way to go | |
| Your leader is lost and he don't know. |
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