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 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

‘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

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



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