No More Rides

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