No More Rides Songtext
von Will Oldham

And i asked could you work it out
And i asked could you work it out
And i asked could you work it out
And i asked could you work it out

No more rides
No more rides
No more rides
No more rides

Will our friendship see another year?
Better make this prophet session last
Oh, my friends, shall we shed a tear?
Pale saint is fading fast


No more rides
No more rides
No more rides
No more rides

Wrote a letter it has always said
I admire but i′ll stand on the scene
Oh, my brother, is your lover dead?
Ever whacked out, ever green

No more rides
No more rides
No more rides
No more rides

And i asked could we leave it out
And i asked could we leave it out
And i asked could we leave it out
And i asked could we leave it out