Sometimes they'll tell you to just sit stillnWhen you know that it's time to runnSometimes they'll tell you it's all overnWhen you're sure that it's just begunnnn[ Chorus ]nThe iron wheel slowly spins aroundnIt takes you from the cradle till you're 6 feet undergroundnYou push and pull against itnBut you ride it till it's throughnAnd those who spin the wheelnWill those fuckers ride it too?nnnSometimes they'll tell you to move alongnWhen you're sure you should stand and fightnSometimes they'll tell you that you're a lucky a mannBut the numbers they don't add up rightnn[ Chorus ]nnThe good wife rides the wheelnAs they use you slip awaynT.V. preacher rides the wheelnAs he leads the flock astraynLady justice rides the wheelnBut her balance is unsurenCause the truth that lies in piecesnScattered on the news room floornnSometimes they'll tell you to just let gonWhen you're sure you should hold on tightnSometimes they'll tell you your time will never comenWhen you're sure that your time's come tonightnn[ Chorus ]n