The mechanical device springs to life As I slowly look around You see some really beautiful sights When your this high above the ground I see church spires in the distance And cars that look like ants on the streets Dark green colours of park land Surround a stadium with orange seats The beach sprawls out into the distance Where families take a rest The ugly sights of cranes and construction Destroying history which I detest I view row upon row of houses And watch the chimney smoke waft very near When I sit upon the big wheel My life becomes all to clear