The Wheel (Is Turning Now)

He held my hand when I died

He told me all I could ask

The politician bleats so blind

With his hard hat on, rotating in a circle

Gimme some rosacea

Nicotine to stain ya

Boys on the altar waiting to be crushed

(You wanna know)

But as he takes the stage, I'm gone

(You wanna know)

Oh, what the hell is all this

Oh, is it in the way he calls your name?

Or is it in the way he prays for rain?

The wheel is turning now

It's really turning now

Bone to the blade

No, I ain't the white feather, no

Dead, that's what the devil said

My prison, my prison, my God

He laid his hands upon me

He took ahold of my life

The terror and the old blood screech

When you mix those colors

Something's gonna happen

I don't wanna see them, I don't wanna know them

I spasm on the floor and wait for it to end

(You wanna know)

But as he throws crutches down

(You wanna know)

Eleven thousand knees bent

Let them know you're coming

Oh, is it in the way he calls your name?

Or is it in the way he makes you pray

The wheel is turning now

It's really turning now

Do you wanna know how far you've come?

Do you wanna know how far you've come?

Do you have any idea?

Do you have any ideas?

Do you wanna know how far you've come?

Do you wanna know how far you've come?

Do you have any idea?

Do you have any ideas?