The first hell ride came, on wings of plenty in the dark Poured out his poison and he blew away his field The fascist from the east is coming, mothers hide your sons
The second hell ride came, from Flaming seas and molten sands Pipers playing Hell's commands Poured out his poison, with his promises of Promised Land Blackened toungues of lying leaders
Here come the riders as the wheel of Dharma's running out of hours Here come the riders as the wheel of Dharma's running out of hours
The third hell ride came, teaching brothers to kill brother but And the fourth hell ride Waits, on an acid trip for an acid world Wars of old religious and Superstitious fools but Throw some scary Tarot cards and ...
Here come the riders as the wheel of Dharma's running out of hours Here come the riders as the revolution's stepping into line The dark side of Aquarius has robbed us of our souls and minds Here come the riders as the wheel of Dharma's running out of hours
From the Starlite cloud on the silver sea A lonely silver surfer, comes to push the wheel for me A lonely silver surfer, comes to push the wheel for me
Gotta move, gotta move, gotta move that wheel right 'round Gotta move, gotta move, gotta move that wheel right 'round Gotta move, gotta move, gotta move that wheel around
Gotta push the wheel of Dharma round Push the wheel of Dharma round Push the wheel of Dharma round Push the wheel right round, right now yeah
I've gotta move the wheel of Dharma, gotta move the wheel of Dharma Gotta move the wheel of Dharma, move that wheel right around Gotta move the wheel of Dharma, gotta move the wheel of Dharma now