Day after day, alone on the hill

The man with the foolish grin

Is keeping perfectly still But nobody wants to know him

They can see that he's just a fool

And he never gives an answer But the fool on the hill

Sees the sun going down

And the eyes in his head

See the world spinning around Well on the way, his head in a cloud

The man of a thousand voices

Talking perfectly loud But nobody ever hears him

Or the sound he appears to make

And he never seems to notice But the fool on the hill

Sees the sun going down

And the eyes in his head

See the world spinning around And nobody seems to like him

You can tell what he wants to do

And he never shows his feelings But the fool on the hill

Sees the sun going down

And the eyes in his head

See the world spinning around And around and around

And around and around

And around and around

Round, round, round And he never listens to them

He knows that they're the fools

They don't like him But the fool on the hill

Sees the sun going down

And the eyes in his head

See the world spinning around And around and around

And around and around

And around and around

Round and round and round He's the fool on the hill

Yeah, he's the fool on the hill

Well, he's the fool on the hill