Lyrics:
WHEELS
By Bucky Covington, Dan Couch, Dale Oliver
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Wheels, yeah ya get ya first set on the huffy or your schwinn
Banana seat, spoked wheels
How do you like my wheels
Check out my wheels, hey
Now everybody smoke but I be higher than the birds go
My donk got big feet, I'm drivin' on the dirt
images flashing by
Like windshields towards a fly
Frozen in the fatal climb
But the wheels of time
Just pass you by
Wheels can take you around
images flashing by
Like windshields towards a fly
Frozen in the fatal climb
But the wheels of time
Just pass you by
Wheels can take you around
the wheels fall off, we gon' ride
'Til the wheels fall off, we gon' ride
'Til the wheels fall off, we gon'-
Ride and we gon' slide (woo)
Free Wunna
a pretty fucking fast year flew by
That's a pretty long third gear in this car
Glidin' on the five
The deer run across, kill the headlights
Pretty
roads and worries gone
Passing by wave hi
driving in the morning sun
embrace the glowing sky
Passion on wheels
Driving together
Emotions on steel
Bike
that are always working, always working to keep things the same
The wheel of politics, motivated by greed
Wheel of revolution seems to be the answer
Wheels on the throne go 'round and 'round
Each cycle is where God's eyes can be found
Ezekiel saw the sights and he heard the loudest sound
The great
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Phil: A little
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
[Chorus]
Four wheel cowboy
Four wheel cowboy
Four wheel cowboy
Jeepin' down to Santa Fe
Well, Denver town an'
With reverence he plays his song
Stone by stone he carries on
Following some high ideal
He turns the medicine wheel
He turns a medicine wheel
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line, day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes
There's a hole
pick it all up piece by piece.
And the wheel goes round and round.
And the flame in our souls will never burn out.
And the wheel, and the wheel goes
I'm just looking out the window and it's cold outside
There are two boys yelling behind me and I'm terrified
Counting trees as they pass me by
Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy
Chubby Checker, "Psycho", Belgians in the Congo
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been
There's a big wheel
There's a big wheel
He's a whole lot bigger than you
There's a big wheel
There's a big wheel
He's a whole lot bigger than me
'Grams, what?
Playin' cards and they bored
Members of gangs, livin' by and dyin' by the sword (wheel it)
Block parties, food stamp debit cards
Your hood
Euros I make dollars, and Euros
I make Dollars
I make Dollars
I make Dollars and Euros
Yellow diamonds straight from Congo
I make Dollars
in the rays for that sunshine in Congo
A flaming torch she lit up the marketplace so brightly
Colors as in a flower garden
Gracing her lappa
No sleep in the jungle
The rillas run Congo’s
I might just call up
P rock hit the block
And we all dressed like Rambo
Three piece the combo
Slip up
Riding by lonely
Keep the wheels in motion
Drive it like it’s stolen
Watch me how I float it
Seen some ppl in the rear ain’t going where I’m going
Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy
Chubby Checker, "Psycho", Belgians in the Congo
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been
dreams to reality
Wheels are rolling by, ha! Who am I?
I feel like I'm dying before I've even lived my life
I feel like an engine
I feel like an engine
I
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