verse 1
Things that you'd thought you'd be shake mediocrity, you know
Burbs or the streets doesn't matter where the crows don't eat
Where the crowds don't feast on the hungry and the weak
verse 2
Click click, pen to the track after this babe you can't go back, you know
Cause if you ain't all that might as well have you're bags by the door to go
Because you're on you're own, because you're on you're own
(And they say)
Put me back together
Fix my broken mind
Make them wheels roll
Oh lord
Make them wheels roll
verse 3
Back to the grind conform or redesign, you know
No place for a cog that thinks all on their own
Just flesh and bone
Oh just flesh and bone
(And they say)
Put me back together
Fix my broken mind
Make them wheels roll
Oh lord
Make them wheels roll
(And they say)
Put me back together
Fix my broken mind
Make them wheels roll
Oh lord
Make them wheels roll
Solo
(And they say)
Put me back together
Fix my broken mind
Make them wheels roll
Oh lord
Make them wheels roll
(where am I supposed to go, my love)
Put me back together
Fix my broken mind
Make them wheels roll (yeah, yeah)
Oh lord (yeah, yeah)
Make them wheels roll