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
Will Oldham - No More Rides Lyrics
Will Oldham - No More Rides Lyrics
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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
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