LAST MERRY GO ROUND (Michael Moorcock)

[E7]I was whirling so fast, I was riding so high
My feet left the ground, I was[A] lord of the sky.
I was[E7] lost, lost, lost on the Merry
I was[A] lost, lost, lost on the Merry
I was[E7] lost, lost, lost on the Merry Go Round.
Call me a victim, call me a fool
I thought I was a hero, I[A] thought I was cool.
I was[E7] lost, lost, lost on the Merry
I was[A] lost, lost, lost on the Merry
I was[E7] lost, lost, lost on the Merry Go Round.
Everything else man, it seemed so unreal
'Cause that sweet compensation was[A] all I could feel.
My[E7] conscience was clean and my head seemed to clear
The world was a stage and there was[A] nothing to fear.
I was[E7] lost, lost, lost on the Merry
I was[A] lost, lost, lost on the Merry
I was[E7] lost, lost, lost on the Merry Go Round.
It certainly moved, that sweet carousel
Then it came to a stop and[A] I was in hell.
I was[E7] lost, lost, lost on the Merry
I was[A] lost, lost, lost on the Merry
I was[E7] lost, lost, lost on the Merry Go Round.