( Colin Hay )
It’s a well known situtation
Telling harder to avoid
and it’s constantly frustrating
like a mid paranoid
It’s when you think you’re winner
Your head it hits the ground
Stare into the faces
You hear no sound
Oh,oh,oh Falling down
Oh,oh,oh Falling down
Oh,oh,oh Falling down
Oh,oh,oh Falling down
I’m tumbling, timbling
I wake up into the sunlight
Feels warm upon my face
My head feels like a furance,
I don’t recongnise this place
Oh but whats this strange sensation
I must be in New York
It builds to anilation
Ooh Don’t Stop, Ooh don’t stop
Oh,oh,oh Falling down
Oh,oh,oh Falling down
Oh,oh,oh Falling down
Oh,oh,oh Falling down
I’m tumbling, tumbling
Start to think that you’re a winner
Your head it hits the ground
Stare out into the faces
You hear no sound
Oh,oh,oh Falling down
Oh,oh,oh Falling down
Oh,oh,oh Falling down
Oh,oh,oh Falling down
I’m tumbling, tumbling
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