Оригинален текст
(Mark Stuart, Stacey Earle)
I'm here entertaining
No room for complaining
In a fishbowl, swimming in a circle
I watch them stop and stare
I feel I'm getting nowhere
In a fishbowl, swimming in a circle
Looking through my glass house
Watch them all play cat and mouse
Skipping rocks in my fishing hole
Stones thrown, shattered glass
Fish out of water it wont last
I need a change of water in my fishbowl
I need a little room to grow
Its the same old thing and its getting old
In a fishbowl, swimming in a circle
I want a clear, blue stream
Trickle down a river to my sea of dreams
But, in a fishbowl, I'm swimming in a circle