歌词
River's getting higher
No wood for the fire
They saw the messiah
But I guess I missed him again
That brings my score up to a hundred and ten
The water's getting closer
Better ring up the grocer
Stack up the potatoes
Oh, Jack are you ever comin' back?
Will your operatic soul turn back?
Keep me turning, oh keep me on
Keep me burning, for your sun
Keep me turning
Don't you leave me till the very last
Keep me turning, I'm hanging on
Stop me yearning, I've had enough
Keep me turning
While I hand in my backstage pass
Children a-smilin', parents a-whinin',
Bow-tie tiein', for the big day ahead real soon...
Is there really gonna be no room?
I got the ticket, just gotta get past the thicket...
They say that the trick is to walk in backwards like you're walkin' out-
I guess the Lord's wearin' glasses now.
Keep me turning, oh keep me on
Keep me burning, for your sun
Keep me turning
Don't you leave me till the very last
Keep me turning, I'm hanging on
Stop me yearning, I've had enough
Keep me turning
While I hand in my backstage pass
Keep me turning, keep me on
Keep me burning, for your sun
Keep me turning
Don't you leave me till the very last
Keep me turning, I'm hanging on
Stop me yearning, I've had enough
Keep me turning
While I hand in my backstage pass
Keep me turning, keep me turning
Turning, turning, turning, turning...