文本歌词

Blue Skies - Getting Nowhere - Bing Crosby (平克·劳斯)
A greyhound who had lots of speed
Was surely bound to fail
For morning noon and evening
He'd be chasing his own tail
He was running around in circles
Running around in circles getting nowhere
A squirrel in a treadmill cage
Around and 'round he'd go
You'd think that he'd be in a rage
but seems he didn't know
He was running around in circles
Running around in circles getting nowhere
The man who runs a carousel
Is often heavy-hearted
He rides all day but sad to say
He winds up where he started
So concentrate and clear your mind
Of schemes that never last
Or you'll wake up someday and
Find your chances all have passed
You've been running around in circles
Running around in circles getting nowhere
Getting nowhere very fast