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Wheels on the Bus

from IV by FS1E

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Recorded at London Road Studios in Baldock (UK).
Engineered and Produced by Max Hopwood.
Co-Produced by FS1E.
Underpass Recordings.

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Wheels on the bus fell off
When you were riding into town
Just to earn your crust
Oh what you gonna do now
Now the wheels fell off
What you gonna do now
It’s all turned to dust

Wheels on the bus fell off
Oh they don’t go round and round
It’s all boom or bust
They don’t go round and round
Don’t know who to trust
And everybody’s screaming loud
Cause they can’t get off

Wheels of the bus fell off
And the future’s looking bleak
I don’t know who to trust
Economy is getting weak
It’s all boom or bust
And everybody’s screaming loud
Cause they can’t get off

Wheels on the bus fell off
Oh they don’t go round and round
It’s all boom or bust
They don’t go round and round
Don’t know who to trust
And everybody’s screaming loud
Cause they can’t get off

The birds sing in the sky
Like there’s no tomorrow
Like there’s no tomorrow
The sky is crystal clear
And the air’s so clean
So good to breath

Wheels on the bus fell off
And the driver’s lost control
He aint the man to trust
He’s been sleeping at the wheel
And he’s got us lost
He’s an utter imbecile
And he starts to cough

Wheels on the bus fell off
Oh they don’t go round and round
It’s all boom or bust
They don’t go round and round
Don’t know who to trust
And everybody’s screaming loud
Cause they can’t get off

The wheels on the bus fell off
When you were riding into town
Just to earn your crust
What you gonna do now
Now the wheels fell off
What you gonna do now
It’s all turned to dust

The wheels on the bus fell off
Oh they don’t go round and round
It’s all boom or bust
They don’t go round and round
Don’t know who to trust
And everybody’s screaming loud
Cause they can’t get off

The birds sing in the sky
Like there’s no tomorrow
Like there’s no tomorrow
The sky is crystal clear
And the air’s so clean
So good to breath

Maybe it’s a time just to drown our sorrows
The future’s unwritten so old Joe said
Put your feet up and beg and borrow
Toast the living and mourn the dead
All your clapping it rings so hollow
They sold your future to their friends
It’s a time to lead and not to follow
And face the fears you really dread

Wheels fell off
You’ve blown your top
The sky is burning red
Arms aloft with Molotov
The omnibus is dead

Maybe it’s a time just to drown our sorrows
The future’s unwritten so old Joe said
So put your feet up and beg and borrow
Toast the living and mourn the dead
Mourn the dead

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from IV, released August 18, 2023
Tim Fisher - Lead Vocals and Bass
Dennis Daly - Guitar, Keyboards and Backing Vocals
Hugh Brenham - Drums, Percussion and Backing Vocals
George Fisher - Backing Vocals

Written by Tim Fisher.

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FS1E are Tim Fisher, Hugh Brenham and Dennis Daly.

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