Carousel (Who's Gonna Hold You Down) Songtext
von Dirt Poor Robins

A dozen race horses, frozen in poses
All grounded by posts, bound to lose by a nose
With nowhere to go
Nowhere to go

The levers are trimmed & the circles begin
Ain′t it strange to see a zebra chasing the lion?
Whirling aglow
Twirling aglow


But if you ride with no one
No one by your side
Who's gonna hold you down?
Who′s gonna hold you now?
Who's gonna hold you down?

As the evening draws closer, the sunlight's exposure
Cannot keep me back, heat these feathers and wax
Escaping unknown
Breaking the dome

Who′s gonna hold you down?
Who′s gonna hold you now?
Who's gonna hold you down?