RIDE ON - WARM GUN
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{play loud}
Like a shotgun, the night s split with indecision
I am one, who counts on this very nation
So bring back, bring back a higher meaning.
But I see which, I see which way you re leaning
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Oh, were all the same in the end,
it do nt matter how much money we spend,
the war is with ourselves.
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So ride on, right on yeah!
There s a thorn through American civilization
with the fools who, cry for segregation.
If these ignorant and selfish f***ing people,
were to leave us, we d see how much we did nt need them.
Oh were all the same anyway,
it do nt matter how many games we play.
The walls will all fall away.
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So ride on, right on yeah!
{play softer, pick chords}
Oh, were all the same in the end,
it do nt matter how much money we spend,
the war is within ourselves.
So ride on, right on {2sec silence}
{loud again}
ride on, ride on, ride on yeah, ride on, ride on, ride on yeah
ride on, ride on, ride on yeah, ride on, ride on, ride on YEAH!!!!
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Words and Music by Liam Duggan and Richard Mc Sorely