Sometimes they'll tell
you to just sit still
When you know that it's
time to run
Sometimes they'll tell you
it's all over
When you're sure that
it's just begun
The iron wheel slowly spins around
It takes you from the cradle till
you're six feet underground
You can push and pull against it,
but you'll ride it till it's through
And those who spin the wheel,
well those fuckers ride it too
Sometimes they'll tell you to move along
When you're sure you should
stand and fight
Sometimes they'll tell you
that you're a lucky man
But the numbers, they don't add up right
The iron wheel slowly spins around
It takes you from the cradle till
you're six feet underground
And push and pull against it,
but you'll ride it till it's through
And those who spin the wheel,
well those fuckers ride it too
The good wife rides the wheel,
as the years just slip away
TV preacher rides the wheel,
as he leads the flock astray
Lady
Justice rides the wheel,
but her balance is unsure
Cause the truth it lies in pieces scattered
on the newsroom floor
Sometimes they'll tell you to just let go
When you're sure you should
hold on tight
Sometimes they'll tell you
your time will never come
When you're sure that
your time's come tonight
Yeah!
The iron wheel slowly spins around
It takes you from the cradle
Till you're six feet underground
You can push and pull against it
But don't ride it till it's through
And those who spin the wheel
Well, fuckers ride it too
Whoo!
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