Wheels by Kid Scaramouche

I like it when the wheels go round
I like it when the bees make sound
I like it when the rain comes down
I like it when it hits the ground

I was on fire just a moment ago

They roll, they roll
Forever and a day
They spin, they spin
They’re taking me away

Telephone rings and/while I’m dreaming alone
I see myself in a million homes

They turn, they turn
I love to watch them play
Around, around
They’re showing me the way
And I don’t believe/belong in this world
Watch out for the big stone
Watch out for the peak zone

Now the wheels are falling away
Now the wheels are rolling away

• Experimental
• surreal
• weird pop
• Southsea