Lyrics:
So you can't hold a star in your hand though
At least you can hold on to another plan
Rusted wheel planted still
I can tell it's summer from
Well I'm a runnin' down the highway
Got the road beneath my wheels
Said I'm runnin' down the highway
Got the road beneath my wheels
Ain't nobody in
and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
Twenty five tons of hardened steel, rolls on no ordinary wheel
Inside the armored car, ride two big armed guards
In a bulletproof vest,
hell on wheels
Ain't nobody else gonna know the way she feels
Helen, hell on wheels
And they never gonna take her away
M6 south down to Liverpool
There's anger in the silence
There's wheels upon the jail
A black train built of bones
On a copper rail
Company conductor
You need the salt of tears
belles and ev'ry roustabout. I'd listen to them paddle wheels and hear the leadsman shout!
Chorus:
Mark Twain, it's two fathoms deep below. Mark Twain,
The wheels of life are turning so much faster
The restless hands of time pass me by
There are dreams I'll never live to see
But as long as you
you change again
Turning like a wheel inside your head
Yours and mine and left and right
There's still two sides to everyone
You and I get on with
the palms of their hands
Never holding, to a pole
Winnebago, we were one
Hold in wonder, spoke and wheel
She divorces, party zeal
Daddy loves little
But she's got some fascination for that two wheel combination
And I swear it's going to be the death of me
Chef e Cosmo make me feel
Mighty Wheel, Mighty Wheel
Chef e Cosmo make me feel
Mighty Wheel, Mighty Wheel
Chef e Cosmo make me feel
Mighty Wheel
The wing and the wheel, they carry things away
Whether it's me that does the leavin or the love that flies away
The moon outside my window looks so
This wheel's on fire
Rolling down the road
Best notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode
If your memory serves you well
I was goin' to confiscate
I'm gonna be a wheel someday
I'm gonna be somebody
I'm gonna be a real gone cat
Then I'll wa-want you
Everything be comin' my way
And I won't
Highway run
Into the midnight sun
Wheels go 'round and 'round
You're on my mind
Restless hearts
Sleep alone tonight
Sendin' all my love
Along
when the whistle blows
Long lost and lonely boy
you're just a black sheep going home
I want to feel your wheels of steel
Underneath my itching heels
I'm gonna be a wheel someday
I'm gonna be somebody
I'm gonna be a real gone cat
Then I won't want you
Everything's going to roll my way
I
the roar
My heart it crumbles
Like a thousand nights before
And the driving rain of a midnight train passing through
The wheels are turning in my soul
Her
What goes up must come down
Spinning Wheel got to go 'round
Talkin' 'bout your troubles
It's a cryin' sin
Ride a painted pony
Let the Spinning
anytime you like
I'll be around if you think you might love me, baby (over my head)
And hold me tight
Your mood is like a circus wheel
You're changing
Big sky, what a place
Big town, big deal
Big sky, blacks and whites
Shove that tape deck up your ass
Big sky, big town
Big wheel, big deal
And the wheels just keep on turning
The drummer begins to drum
I don't know which way I'm going
I don't know which way I've come
Hold my head inside your
You got the power
To keep my fire a-burnin'
You got the power
To keep my wheels a-turnin'
You keep me hot, don't stop
Give me what you got, oh
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