Ride Lyrics
- Genre:Country
- Year of Release:2019
Lyrics
Born on smoky, dirty, draining streets
Sycophants for presidents and lying priests
Billions dying for one man's cash
Looking for baubles he might have left in the trash
The sun comes up, you're all wet and new
But they hand you a dance and that's what you do
Lift your eyes to the narrowing gap, my friend
That horizon is the end of the end… you gotta
Ride... Ride away
Ride… Out of this dying day
Ride the hard news Ride the light
Ride… 'til you pass out of sight
Everyone's a color, no matter what they say
But someone's got the truncheon and they're swinging away
There's dirty money in the White House, dirty money in the schools
In the police, prisons, and hospitals, they're taking us for fools...
Ride... Ride away
Ride… Out of this dying day
Ride the hard news Ride the light
Ride… 'til you pass out of sight
Now I lay me down to sleep
Count my creation as another sheep
There is no lord and no soul to keep
Just the endless harvest of the mute and the weak
Ride... Ride away
Ride… Out of this dying day
Ride the hard news Ride the light
Ride… 'til you pass out of sight