Intro: Day after day, alone on a hill The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still, And nobody wants to know him they can see that he's just a fool And he never gives an answer but the fool on the hill Sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head see the world spinning round Well on the way, head in a cloud, The man of thousand voices talking perfectly loud, And nobody ever hears him, or the sound he appears to make And he never seems to notice but the fool on the hill Sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head see the world spinning round Interlude: Flute Solo: And nobody seems to like him they can tell what the wants to do And he never shows his feelings but the fool on the hill Sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head see the world spinning round Interlude: Flute and voice Solo: He never listens to them he know that they fools They don like him the fools on the hill Sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head see the world spinning round Flute and voice solo finish: out