i got a real bad feeling about where you re coming from i got a real good sense of evil and it tell me you re the one and i d love to sit to have a drink to feel and i d love to quit the war and think but i must grease the wheel i don t meet what s called you kind everyday i have spun across the universe on the funeral highway and i love to sit to lick my wounds and heal or soar around the blue moon but i must fix the wheel i am the wheel a turbine that is spinning in the night and i m all right of stone and steel yes a reflection what you think about me yes but can you live without me yes i feel i am the wheel turn like a spinning top burn and you never stop i got the fever and feel for the wheel here comes mr wonderful with his new magnetic deal there goes mr kiss my ass with everything he steals turn like a spinning top burn and you never stop i got a feel for the wheel i d love to sit to have a drink to feel and i d love to quit this war and think but i must grease the wheel and i love to sit to lick my wounds and heal or soar around the blue moon but i must fix the wheel