Turnaround
How thick can you be?
Lost in your dreamery
Pick your own reality
How many versions do you need?
How low can you go?
Hear the devil say hello
If you light the fuse, don't you know
Like Moby-Dick, there she blows
Somewhere out there, you can find it anywhere
Uptown, downtown, you've got to find the turnaround
Don't tell me what to say
I'm gonna say it anyway
Black and blue or shades of gray
Find your middle, s'il vous plait
How do you get to sleep?
With the promises you never keep
The hill you're on is mighty steep
It's alright
Somewhere out there, you can find it anywhere
Uptown, downtown, you've got to find the turnaround
Turn it around
Hey
You draw your own conclusion
Reality or illusion
Stop the chaos and confusion
Get yourself a life transfusion
Somewhere out there, you can find it anywhere
Uptown, downtown, you've got to find the turnaround
Come on, turn it around
There's a man in the funny papers we all know
(Ah, turn it around)
There's a man in the funny papers we all know
Well, there's a man in the funny papers we all know
There's a man in the funny papers
Man in the funny papers
Man in the funny funny funny funny funny funny papers
We all know
Cut me off, brother
Lost in your dreamery
Pick your own reality
How many versions do you need?
How low can you go?
Hear the devil say hello
If you light the fuse, don't you know
Like Moby-Dick, there she blows
Somewhere out there, you can find it anywhere
Uptown, downtown, you've got to find the turnaround
Don't tell me what to say
I'm gonna say it anyway
Black and blue or shades of gray
Find your middle, s'il vous plait
How do you get to sleep?
With the promises you never keep
The hill you're on is mighty steep
It's alright
Somewhere out there, you can find it anywhere
Uptown, downtown, you've got to find the turnaround
Turn it around
Hey
You draw your own conclusion
Reality or illusion
Stop the chaos and confusion
Get yourself a life transfusion
Somewhere out there, you can find it anywhere
Uptown, downtown, you've got to find the turnaround
Come on, turn it around
There's a man in the funny papers we all know
(Ah, turn it around)
There's a man in the funny papers we all know
Well, there's a man in the funny papers we all know
There's a man in the funny papers
Man in the funny papers
Man in the funny funny funny funny funny funny papers
We all know
Cut me off, brother
Credits
Writer(s): Dean Grakal, Gary Burr, Mark Hudson, Steve Dudas, Richard Starkey
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