Jesus Wheel

So what becomes of the load?
You pin that fucker down
All the load still remain
Look to the sky there�s a fire
The hope that summer brings
Take him down, drag him round
And it's hard to; win anything on the Jesus wheel
And it's hard for you, to win anything on the Jesus wheel
And under starlight I will come to life
I will not tow the line
And through my blood line
Out of my mind�s I, I will not socialize
And it's hard to; win anything on the Jesus wheel
And it's hard for you, to win anything on the Jesus wheel
So what becomes of the load?
You spin that fucker round
All the load still remains
Look to the sky there�s a fire
The chill November brings
Take him down, drag him round
And it's hard to; win anything on the Jesus wheel
And it's hard for you, to win anything on the Jesus wheel
On the Jesus wheel
On the Jesus wheel