After all it's all for nothing

You keep turning 'round

But I am still counting

The steps from where we parked

The steps from where we are

And what we thought we wanted

Oh, you know you are so frustrating

A horse cut from the carousel

You are grating

The lines from every spore

That point us where we were

On the Ferris wheel

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh

Ooh

Ooh, ooh

And after all I am still tethered

These apples will keep bobbing forever

Drеnched in who we are

Thе long walk to the car

Proving this is more

Than being touched

And wanting touch in return

I am your, ohh

I am your wet dog

Wet dogs don't like fireworks