Big Wheels

Outside the rain is burning holes, inside bounce around your head
You’ve been drunk now for a week, but he’s not open for your love
You can have your pretty things, destroy them if you want
We can watch them try to fly, but he’s not open for your love
For your love, for your love, for your love
Here come the big wheels, to roll me over
Here come the big wheels, to roll me over
You eat orange off the trees, turn into, turn around
Watch the sun blow up today, but he’s not open for your love
They are forgot can’t you see, the bubbles gone, is something wrong?
Pink communal envelopes, he’s not open for your love
For your love, for your love, for your love
Here come the big wheels, to roll me over
Here come the big wheels, to roll me over
Here come the big wheels, to roll me over
Here come the big wheels, to roll me over