Robert owes half to Grenville
Who in turn gave half to Larry
Who adored my instrumentals
And so he gave half
to a foreign publisher
She took half the money
that was earned in some far
distant land
Gave back half to Larry
and I end up with half
of goodness knows what
Oh can somebody explain
why things go on this way
I thought they were my friends
I can't believe it's me
I can't believe that
I'm so green
Eyes down round and round
let's all sit and watch
the moneygoround
Everyone take a little bit here
and a little bit there
Do they all deserve money
from a song that
they've never heard
They don't know the tune and
they don't know the words
But they don't give a damn
There's no end to it
I'm in a pit and I'm stuck in it
The money goes round
and around and around
And it comes out here
when they've all
taken their share
I went to see a solicitor
and my story was heard
and the writs were served
On the verge of a nervous
breakdown I decided to fight
right to the end
But if I ever get my money
I'll be too old
and grey to spend it
Oh, but life goes on and on
and no one ever wins
And time goes quickly by
just like the moneygoround
I only hope that I'll survive