The True Wheel

We are the 801

We are the central shaft

And we are here to let you take advantage

Of our lack of craft

Certain streets have certain corners

Sooner or later we'll turn yours

We are the 801

We are the central shaft

And thus throughout two years we've crossed the ocean

In our little craft (row, row, row)

Now we're on the telephone

Making final arrangements (ding, ding)

We are the 801

We are the central shaft

Looking for a certain ratio

Someone must have left it underneath the carpet

Looking up and down the radio

Oh, oh, nothing there this time

Looking for a certain ratio

Someone said they saw it parking in a car lot

Looking up and down the radio

Oh, oh, nothing there this time

Going back down to the rodeo

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, here we go!

We are the table the captain's table let's get it understood

Let's get it understood

We are the losers we are the cruisers let's get it understood

Let's get it understood

We are the diners the final diners let's get it understood

Let's get it understood

Most of us are tinkers, some of us tailors

And we've got candlesticks and lots of cocktail sticks

We saw the lovers the modern lovers and they looked very good

They looked as if they could

We are the neighbours the nosy neighbours we think just like you would

We think just like you should