Whopper - Vlad Wheel

People have the right to fly And will when it gets compromised Their hearts say, "Move along" Their minds say, "Gotcha heart Let's move it along" And airports see it all the time Where someone's last goodbye Blends in with someone's sigh Cause someone's coming home In hand a single rose And that's the way this wheel keeps working now That's the way this wheel keeps working now And I won't be the last No, I won't be the last To love her You can't build a house of leaves And live like it's an evergreen It's just a season thing It's just this thing the seasons do And that's the way this wheel keeps working now That's the way this wheel keeps working now And you won't be the first No, you won't be the first To love me You can find me If you ever want again I'll be around the bend I'll be around the bend I'll be around I'll be around And if you never stop when you wave goodbye You just might find if you give it time, you will wave hello again You just might wave hello again And that's the way this wheel keeps working now That's the way this wheel keeps working now You can't love too much one part of it You can't love too much one part of it I believe that my life's gonna see The love I give returned to me

Genuflect, show respect, don't forget it's a papal command Take your seat, all you need is your rosary beads in your hand Time to start, cross your heart, be a part of the mystical band Look at everybody trying to find their own place Looking for a heaven up high Working just to get into a state of grace We know we're gonna need it when we die Say your prayers, feel your fears Shed your tears, you're afraid of hell's fire As you sit there and pray you'll get carried away by the choir And the incense is sweet, takes you right off your feet Makes you higher Look at everybody trying to find their own place Looking for a heaven up high Working just to get into a state of grace We know we're gonna need it when we die Look at everybody trying to find their own place Looking for a heaven up high Working just to get into a state of grace We know we're gonna need it when we die

My little girl Drive anywhere Do what you want I don't care Tonight I'm in the hands of fate I hand myself Over on a plate Now Oh little girl There are times when I feel I'd rather not be The one behind the wheel Come Pull my strings Watch me move I do anything Please Sweet little girl I prefer You behind the wheel And me the passenger Drive I'm yours to keep Do what you want I'm going cheap Tonight You're behind the wheel tonight

From the album sunshine superman Walking in the seashore twilight, It's then you spy carnival lights, You slowly near the magic sight, Tangerine sky minus one kite. Take time an' tie your pretty hair The gypsy driver doesn't care If you catch your hair in the ferris wheel on top, In the ferris wheel on top. A silver bicycle you shall ride, To bathe your mind in the quiet tide. Far off as it seems your hair will mend With a Samson's strength to begin again. Take time an' dry your pretty eyes, Watch the seagull fly far-off skies To build its nest in the ferris wheel on top, In the ferris wheel on top. If ever I reach her. And the moral here, if any, my friend: Follow through your dream to the end. Dig the seagull fly across the sky To build its nest in the ferris wheel, In the ferris wheel.