Robert owes half to grenvilleWho in turn gave half to larryWho adored my instrumentalsAnd so he gave half to a foreign publisherShe took half the money that was earned in some far distant landGave back half to larry and I end up with half of goodness knows whatOh can somebody explain why things go on this wayI thought they were my friends I can’t believe it’s me, I can’t believe that I’m so greenEyes down round and round let’s all sit and watch the moneygoroundEveryone take a little bit here and a little bit thereDo they all deserve money from a song that they’ve never heardThey don’t know the tune and they don’t know the wordsBut they don’t give a damnThere’s no end to it I’m in a pit and I’m stuck in itThe money goes round and around and aroundAnd it comes out here when they’ve all taken their shareI went to see a solicitor and my story was heard and the writs were servedOn the verge of a nervous breakdown I decided to fight right to the endBut if I ever get my money I’ll be too old and grey to spend itOh, but life goes on and on and no one ever winsAnd time goes quickly by just like the moneygoroundI only hope that I’ll survive