Always already, we're trapped in our heads
Prisoners of language, it was something I read
Said not to worry about meaning or truth
It's just an illusion there can be no proof
Because every construct of logic or thought
Exists within language whose meaning is lost

Spinning round in circles in the mirrors of Versaille
Those French dudes fucked me
But I didn't feel a thing
And nothing's gonna stop me, no
From having a good time

Always already, you know Money is King
Now and forever it rules everything
The means of production, controlled by the few
Determines our culture and your point of view
And it doesn't matter who lost or who won
Material struggle controls everyone

Spinning round in circles in a tomb of gold
Those rich dudes fucked me
But I didn't feel a thing
And nothing's gonna stop me now,
From having a good time

Always already, our DNA
Natural selection has made us this way
Nature or nurture we're doomed either way

Spinning round in circles
We got nothing left to prove
If nothing really matters
We cannot feel a thing
Nothing's gonna stop us, no
From having a good time, a good time, yeah

Baby, you can't follow me
Cause I ain't going nowhere
People, you can't follow me
Cause I ain't going nowhere

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): BOBBY CONN