Text: Psychedelic Furs. It Goes On.

You laugh at her in all the cars
She's easily confused
There isn't any wrong or right
Or up and down on you

There isn't any reason
There isn't any sense
Nothing else is happening
This is where you are

It goes on and then it rains, we run away
It goes on again

If you say no just one more time
He's gonna trash your wife
He has to have a lie to live
Or something to believe

He has a God, he calls it you
He has a highway too
Inside his head these wheels go round
He says that he loves you

It goes on and then it goes around again
It goes on again, it goes on

It goes on and then it goes around again
It goes on and then

You know this guy that lives downstairs
Has parties all the time
Where they put on wigs and stuff
So they can be themselves

He calls you this and he calls you that
You loose your memory
All this goes on all the time
So I don't go down there

It goes on and then it rains again
It goes on again
It goes on and then it goes around again
It goes on again