Spit from the Wheel (John M Bennett)
Spit from the Wheel (John M Bennett)
a group of home recording musicians, recording for fun
Lyrics
Spit from the Wheel (John M Bennett)
I was feeling the treads of my tire
I was seeing a wheel where the door should be
I was chewing a wheel, clutching the wheels in my pocket
And scratching the wheel under by hair
Spit from the Wheel
Spit from the Wheel
I was trying to see through wheels of glass
I was wiping them, fumbling the loosened spokes
And spitting into the straight blowing wind
Spit from the Wheel
Spit from the Wheel
I want to roll on the cleanest wheel in the garage
I want to lie on the sacks of sand in the garage
I want to smell the dust on the rake in the garage
In the garage, I want to rub the knives
I want to lay my shirt on the pools of oil in the garage
Spit from the Wheel
Spit from the Wheel
I want to break out the windows
and count the termites running from the frame
I want to fill my shoes with hammers
And run on the roof of the garage
Spit from the Wheel
Spit from the Wheel
