Iron Wheel

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
'Til you're
Six feet underground
You can push and pull
Against it
But you'll ride it
'Til 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
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
'Til you're
Six feet underground
You can push
And pull against it
But you'll ride it
'Til 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
T.V. 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

The iron wheel
Slowly spins around
It takes you
From the cradle
'Til you're
Six feet underground
You can push
And pull against it
But you'll ride it
'Til it's through
And those
Who spin the wheel
Well those fuckers
Ride it too