My Wheels Won't TurnBachman-Turner OverdriveFreewaysI met a man who bought up landWherever his feet would treadHe asked me to El PasoSaid I could stay on his spreadHe has horses and cows and tractors and plowsAnd all kinds of money to burnBut how can I get to TexasWhen my wheels won't turnThere was a lady from SpainWho had a fine frameThen she moved to HollywoodShe said come and stay for a week and a dayI said I did not think I couldShe said the sunshine's fineI could spend some timeThere are lessons I could learnBut how can I get to L.A.When my wheels won't turnHow can I get to L.A.When my wheels won't turnI'm standin' still'Cause my wheels won't turnI'm not in loveAnd my fuel won't burn for youAt a college of knowledge I tried to learnAll the tricks to beat the systemI'd hide nooks and memorize my books'Till I knew I'd never never miss themEventually I got my degreeBut the real thing I did learnYou just can't hit your home runIf your wheels won't turnThere was a man in whiteWho did things rghtNow he watches from aboveHe said here's the way that I want you to prayAnd the way to live and loveSo I saw the light and did things rightBut the candle would not burnTell me, how can I get to heavenIf my wheels won't turnHow can I get to heavenIf my wheels won't turn
