Carouselle - Tim Exile

We’re watching a brand-new show

Disbelief’s been put on hold

We’ve got tickets right in the front row

To see the biggest thing that’s ever been sold:

Dreams of our lifetimes wrapped in plastic

As seen advertised on the TV

Cast a spell on them

Pass a curse on them

Pretend these dreams don’t belong to them

Let the silk of the spider’s web

Work its magic so they’ll pay for them

Steal our dreams

Steal our souls

Sell ‘em on to the corporates and back to the proles

Look at the riff-raff and look at the cash

Keep an eye on the accounts and keep out the trash

Sell, sell, sell, sell, spin the carousel once more

One more brick between the rich and the poor

Everything looks so bright and shiny

Outlined, embossed, in bold

The dreams he have seem so ordinary

When these new ones are plated with gold

Where do we get these silver linings

As seen advertised on the TV?

Cast a spell on them

Pass a curse on them

Pretend these dreams don’t belong to them

Let the silk of the spider’s web

Work its magic so they’ll pay for them

Steal our dreams

Steal our souls

Sell ‘em on to the corporates and back to the proles

Look at the riff-raff and look at the cash

Keep an eye on the accounts and keep out the trash

Sell, sell, sell, sell, spin the carousel once more

One more brick between the rich and the poor

We work so hard to dream

Into the night time

Every morning it’s on the horizon

Rising like the sun

How do we get to the end of the rainbow

As seen advertised on the TV?

Cast a spell on them

Pass a curse on them

We’ll profit from their dreams

Straight through the night work to summon the force

We’ll seize the imagination

Steal our dreams

Steal our souls

Send ‘em home to their corporates and fight ‘till it grows

Look at the riff-raff and look at the cash

Keep an eye on the accounts and keep out the trash

Sell, sell, sell, sell, spin the carousel once more

One more brick between the rich and the poor