C F Day after day alone on a hill the C F man with the fool grin is keeping perfectly still, But Dm G7 C Am nobody wants to know him, they can see that he's justa fool and Dm G7 he never gives an answer. Dm7 Cm G# Cm G# But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down and the Bb Cm C eyes in his head see the world spinning round C F Well on the way head in a cloud, the C F man of thousand voices talking perfectly loud, But Dm G7 C Am nobody ever hears him, or the sound he appears to make and Dm G7 he never seems to notice. Dm7 Cm G# Cm G# But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down and the Bb Cm C eyes in his head see the world spinning round C F C F Dm G7 C Am nobody seems to like him, they can tell what he wants to do and Dm G7 he never shows his feelings. Dm7 Cm G# Cm G# But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down and the Bb Cm C eyes in his head see the world spinning round C F C F ohhh, ohhh, ohhh... Dm G7 C Am nobody seems to like him, they can tell what he wants to do and Dm G7 he never shows his feelings. Dm7 Cm G# Cm G# But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down and the Bb Cm C eyes in his head see the world spinning round C F C F ohhh, ohhh, ohhh... Dm G7 C Am He never listens to them he knows that they're fools Dm G7 They don't like him. Dm7 Cm G# Cm G# But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down and the Bb Cm C eyes in his head see the world spinning round C Am C ohhh, ohhh, ohhh...