When I was young
  I would scream blue murder
  Till I had my own way
  Run from the family
  And tell of a story to spite my elders
  Round and round, the boy
  In the garden of lies and science fiction
    Brother and sister and father of mine
  Keep us together and keep us in line
  Alot we depend on alot we can do
  Send love to mother I'll be good to you
    To pollute the mind of a minor
  The only escape from the rigours of life
  Pretend we're a family and believe
  In the virtues of truth
  Round and round, caught up
  In a garden of lies and deception
    Brother and sister and father of mine
  Keep us together and keep us in line
  Alot we depend on alot we can do
  Send love to mother I'll be good to you
    Round and round and round and round