I never knew what a man was supposed to benI never wanted the responsibilitynI still remember what they tried to make of menThey used to wonder why they couldn't get through to mennCause all that I had was this music, a coming to menAnd all that I had was this rhythm, running through mennI took a tip from the man from the ministrynhe said, my son, better work in the factorynwell there were days, I can tell you quite honestlynI saw myself ending up in the militarynnso lucky to have all this music, coming to menI'm lucky to have all this rhythm, running through menI'm watching the movie go down, around, about menI'm watching the merry go round, go down, about mennI said lovers, you're needed in the gardenncause there's a lot of crazy people nwho've forgotten where their heart isnand they don't give a damn, nabout hurting those flowers and treesnnc'est la bon, sailing on and onnc'est la bon, sailing on and onnc'est la bon, sailing on and onnc'est la bon, bon bon, sailing on and onnnsometimes I wonder where my life is taking mensometimes I wonder what they all expect of menwell there are days I can tell you quite honestlynI see myself ending up in the monasterynncause all that I have is this music a coming to menand all that I have is this rhythm, a running through menI'm watching the move go down around about menI'm watching the merry go round, go down about mennI said lovers, you're needed in the gardenncause there's a lot of crazy people nwho've forgotten where the heart isnand they don't give a damnn about hurting the small child in mennc'est la bon, sailing on and onnc'est la bon, sailing on and onnc'est la bon, sailing on and onnc'est la bon, bon bon, sailing on and onnnc'est la bon, sailing on and onnn