Jesus Wheel - Goldheart Assembly

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