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Big Wheel
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The title track from the acclaimed 1983 "Big Wheel" e.p., released shortly before the band's debut album.
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Indians In Moscow with Adele Nozedar
Indians In Moscow 1983
Big Wheel e.p. (1983)
Tue Mar 30, 2004
Alternative : Alternative General
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Lyrics
Bryony Bridie she went to the fair,
Dipping and sliding,
Oh what would she see there?
But when she stopped she came quickly to find,
The excitement and glamour and colours were all in her mind...

Old Farmer Riley he lived in a tree,
Birdies and blossoms were all that he could see,
But when he came down he wanted to know,
What was surrounding the tree,
To make the tree grow?

You move in a half-light,
Stumble in a twilight of daydreams.
Wake up come down from that silly tree;
Open your eyes, open your eyes.

Now we are seven we all understand,
Which things are honest and which underhand,
We snivel and wimper and try to be good,
Listening with one ear and thinking
With half of our mind.

Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.

You move in a half-light,
Stumble in a twilight of daydreams.
Wake up come down from that silly tree;
Open your eyes, open your eyes.

Now we are seven we all understand,
Which things are honest and which underhand,
We snivel and wimper and try to be good,
Listening with one ear and thinking
With half of our mind.

You move in a half-light,
Stumble in a twilight of daydreams.
Wake up come down from that silly tree;
Open your eyes, open your eyes.

Copyright Indians in Moscow 1983