[Horace Andy]
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The big wheel keeps on turning
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On a simple line day by day
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The earth spins on its axis
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One man struggle while another relaxes
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There's a hole in my soul like a cavity
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Seems like the world is out to gather just by gravity
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The wheel keeps turning the sky's rearranging
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Look my son the weather is changing
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I'd like to feel that you could be free
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Look up at the blue skies beneath a new tree
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Sometime again
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You'll turn green and the sea turns red
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My son I said the power of axis over my head
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The big wheel keeps on turning
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On a simple line day by day
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The earth spins on its axis
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One man struggle while another relaxes
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We sang about the sun and danced among the trees
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And we listened to the whisper of the city on the breeze
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Will you cry in the most in a lead-free zone
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Down within the shadows where the factories drone
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On the surface of the wheel they build another town
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And so the green come tumbling down
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Yes close your eyes and hold me tight
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And i'll show you sunset sometime again
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The big wheel keeps on turning
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On a simple line day by day
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The earth spins on its axis
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One man struggle while another relaxes
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As a child's silent prayer my hope hides in disguise
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While satellites and cameras watch from the skies
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An acid drop of rain recycled from the sea
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It washed away my shadow burnt a hole in me
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And all the king's men cannot put it back again
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But the ghetto sun will nurture life
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And mend my soul sometime again
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The big wheel keeps on turning
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On a simple line day by day
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The earth spins on its axis
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One man struggle while another relaxes
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[x2]
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Hymn Of The Big Wheel
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