Round and round we go

The wheels go round and round the car goes up and down
Everone has a destination a time to be there
No flow only come and go work and go home
Pay a bill, buy a thing, pick up something to eat

The gas burns and disappears never to be seen again
At least the plastic can be recycled over and over my friend
Someday we will print our toys, our dishes, and even the kitchen sink
You can fork it over or fork it all, but in the end, its what you think

A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the call
A dollar for an idea
Or a way to change it all

Next time you change your clock ahead
Remember its when most suicides happen
Why not change it a half an hour for good
Then say to the old folks this is the end