What goes around
©Pete Lehndorff

Oh the prize patrol drove by my home
During the Super Bowl.
They stopped at the house with the stolen cars
Mr. Smith is on parole.
Mrs. Smith, she fired her handgun
way up in the air
When the Prize Patrol let them know
That they were millionaires.

Mrs. Smith, She’s got two kids
Mr. Smith thinks he’s their dad.
They’re sellin’ booze at their middle school
And business has not been bad.
They’re firin’ off their BB guns
The whole neighborhood is scared
That’s why we can not figure out
Why the Smith’s are millionaires.

Good things happen to bad people
(Some people have all the luck)
Crooks and fakes get all the breaks
And the regular folks don’t get enough.

Chorus
What goes around Comes around
That’s how the saying goes
What goes around, comes around
And hey, you never know.
What goes around, comes around
And hey, you never know.

Buddy Jones owns the land Up on Apple Hill
It was the site, some years ago,
Of a secret toxic spill.
He’s building condominiums, with a swimming pool
And selling them to us seniors
‘cuz we’ve got nothing left to lose.

Lester Franks owns the bank
that funded Mr. Jones.
And all the old folks have to come to him
So they can buy those homes.
Roll-back Rick and the Smiths
All keep their millions there
So there ya go, We’ll never know
Why they’re all millionaires.

“The Early bird gets the worm”
That’s what his ads say.
But if you are the early worm
It’s not your lucky day.

Chorus
What goes around Comes around
That’s how the saying goes
What goes around, comes around
And hey, you never know.
What goes around, comes around
And hey, you never know.

What goes around Comes around
That’s how the saying goes
What goes around, comes around
And hey, you never know.
What goes around, comes around
And hey, you never know.