Round the corner hill
Is an anchor still
Lookin' for the thrill again

Take another bite
With all of your might
Only way to learn it then
Learn it then
So learn it then

Oh, these things never change
Oh, these things never change

I'm the old cease fire
With an aching desire
But these wars have proven well

I kiss and tell
Under your spell
But my thoughts have served me well
Served me well
They served me well

Oh, these things never change
Oh, these things never change
Oh...

I can never tell
When I'm under your spell
So failures serve me well
Serve me well

Oh, these things never change
Oh, these things never change
Oh, these things never change
Oh, these things