La canción menciona la búsqueda de significado y realización en la América de los años 70, inspirada por una pintura que Dewey Bunnell vio durante una infancia pasada en bases aéreas del Reino Unido. La pintura en cuestión mostraba a un hombre hecho de hojalata o chapa de hierro, lo que despertó la imaginación de Bunnell y le recordó a los libros de El Mago de Oz, particularmente al Hombre de Hojalata, que anhelaba tener un corazón.
Sometimes late when things are real And People share the gift of gab Between themselves Some are quick to take the bait And catch the perfect prize That waits among the shells
But Oz never did give nothing to the tin man That he didn't already have And cause never was the reason for the evening Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please Believe in me
When I say I"m spinning round, round, round, round Smoke glass stain'd dright colors Image going down, down, down, down Soapsud green like bubbles Oh--------------------------
So please believe in me
When I say I'm Spinning --etc. That's it, enjoy Mike