Sun going up,

Making it's rounds

It keeps on moving,

Painting the town

Before you know it,

She's sinking low

So tell me something ...

Something i don't already know

I don't know?

Toward the south,

Then turning north

Whirlwind spinning,

On a circular course

The answer my friend,

Returns to blow

So tell me something . . .

Something i don't already know

I don't know?

Tell me something

I don't know?

As for the wise men who pursue

Their knowledge

Same as the fool, free falling

Prey to folly

Can only one fate befall

Them both

So tell me something . . .

If every song been sung,

Under the sun

What's left for me then,

Eat drink and have fun

It must go on, as for the show

So tell me something . . .