Blancmange

You keep me running round and round,
well thats alright with me,
Up and down, Im up the wall,
Im up the bloody tree.
Thats alright with me,
Yeah, thats alright with me,
Well, it feels alight to me,
Yeah, it looks alright to me.
And, Im so tall, Im so tall,
You raise me and then you let me fall.
And Im so small, Im so small,
Wrap me round your finger, seen before.
Here we go
You keep me running round and round,
well thats alright with me,
Nothing, nothing, nothings gonna
step in my way.
Living on the ceiling,
No more room down there.
Things fall into place,
you got the joke, fall into place.
Well Im so tall, Im so tall,
You raise me and then you let me fall.
And Im so small, Im so small,
Wrap me round your finger, seen before.
You keep me running round and round,
well thats alright with me,
Up and down, Im up the wall,
Im up the bloody tree.
Hiding from your questions,
Questions you wont ask.
"Why am I up the tree" you say,
"Why are you down there" Im saying.
Well Im so tall, Im so tall,
You raise me and then you let me fall.
And Im so small, Im so small,
Wrap me round your finger, seen before.
[ Living On The Ceiling Lyrics ]