The Fool On The Hill The Beatles, Sergio Mendes & Brazil '66 (#6 in 1968)

Day after day alone on the hill
The man with the foolish grin
Is keeping perfectly still
But 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 sees the world spinning round

 
Well on the way, his head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
is talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice.
  Chorus
 
Oh, round, round, round, round, round
And nobody seems to like him
they can tell what he wants to do
And he never shows his feelings 
  Chorus
 
Oh, round, round, round, round, round
And he never listen to them
He knows that they're the fools
But they don't like him
   Chorus
 
Oh, round, round, round, round, round