The Wheel (Is Turning Now)

He held my hand when I died
 He told me all I could ask
 The politician bleats so blind
 with his hard hat on rotating in a circle,
 Gimme some rosacea, nicotine to stain ya
 Boys on the altar waiting to be crushed
 (You wanna know)
 ...but as he takes the stage I'm gone
 What the hell is all this?
 Oh is it in the way he calls your name?
 Or is it in the way he prays for rain?
 The wheel is turning now
 It's really turning now
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 Bone, to the blade,
 My letter!
 White feather!
 No halves!
 Dread
 What the devil said?
 My prison
 My prison
 My guard!
 He laid his hands upon me
 He took ahold of my life
 The terror and the old blood screech;
 When you mix those colours,
 something's gonna happen,
 I don't wanna see them,
 I don't wanna know them
 I spasm on the floor and wait for it to end
 (You wanna know)
 ...but as he throws the crutches down
 Eleven thousand knees bent,
 Let them know, you're coming!
 Oh is it in the way he calls your name?
 Or is it in the way he prays for rain?
 The wheel is turning now
 It's really turning now
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 Do you wanna know
 how far you've come?
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 Do you wanna know
 how far you've come?
 Do you have any idea?
 Do you have any ideas?
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 Do you wanna know
 how far you've come?
 Do you wanna know
 how far you've come?
 Do you have any idea?
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 Do you have any ideas?