twisted wheel – ride lyrics

sheila, she’s a dealer,
dropped off in a blue three wheeler,
shaves her leg…
with a tater peeler,
sheila had a dealer.

hard life, born in a puddle,
wrong game led her into trouble,
now she’s locked in a cage,
she’s lower than rage,
down from a high phase.

billy, billy’s uncle,
went away, got lost in the jungle,
all he can say,
we may find him some day,
we may meet him some day.

in a tribe, on a keyring,
shrunk his head them shrinkers feed,
they suck on his bones,
they won’t leave him alone,
billy’s uncle’s alone.

chorus
painting pictures of life,
caught in a strife,
caught in a strife.
painting pictures of life,
caught in a strife,
caught in a strife.

in a strife,
in a stri-ife,
strife, strife, strife, strife, strife, strife, strife.

from the park, to the station,
young boy lets out his frustration,
with a pen, again and again,
it’s in marker pen.

it says, was ‘ere,
95, 96, 7, 8, 99,
now he’s doin’ some time,
he’s doin’ some time.

chorus
painting pictures of life,
caught in a strife,
caught in a strife.
painting pictures of life,
caught in a strife,
caught in a strife.

now no one knows any better,
yeah yeah yeah
you wrote the words in the letter,
now no one knows any better,
yeah yeah yeah
i wrote the words in the letter.

henry, sells junk,
candles, lampshades to air rifles,
but he don’t know, where they will all go,
the antiques roadshow, maybe.

someday, tranna make some money,
mr. monaco thought henry was funny,
henry don’t lie,
so he shoots him in the eye,
there are bullets in your eyes!

chorus
painting pictures of life,
caught in a strife,
caught in a strife.
painting pictures of life,
caught in a strife,
caught in a strife.

painting pictures of life,
caught in a strife,
caught in a stri-i-i-ife.
painting pictures of life,
caught in a strife,
caught in a strife.

in a strife,
in a stri-ife,
strife, strife, strife, strife, strife, strife, strife.

- twisted wheel lyrics