The Ride
richardheadPosted on September 24, 2026 at 3:08 AM
Lyrics
[Verse 1] The merchant-princes of destruction trade in bloodshed, oil, and gore,
To line the coffers of the state with dividends of war!
"We know they hoard destructive weapons—we kept the invoice safe!"
They holler from the parliament to every brainwashed waif.
A necro-capitalistic spree where hypocrites preside,
And march the sheep to slaughter with a patriotic pride!
[Pre-Chorus] A leather-clad iconoclast upon a smoky stage,
Translating apocalyptic nonsense into holy rage!
He stripped the bark from corporate trees to reveal the rotten core,
And laughed into the dark abyss of televised endless war!
[Chorus] Remember it's merely a ride! A carousel spun by deceit!
Where fear is the currency traded by monsters who murder and cheat!
Unclench your fist, uncloud your mind, erase the bloody score!
Choose love over terror before the fanatics demand any more!
Pluck out the needle of greed, let the third eye finally see,
That the grand pantomime of power is a tragic absurdity!
[Verse 2] The marketing sycophants assemble in their temples of deceit,
To sell you plastic dopamine and make submission sweet!
"Go back to sleep, America, your rulers hold the rein!"
While television hypnotists numb every aching brain.
He bade the advertising parasites to walk into the sea,
And strip away the corporate cloak of modern slavery!
[Bridge] The eyes of fear demand more locks, more armaments, more walls,
They view the world through narrow slits where paranoia crawls!
The eyes of love perceive humanity as one collective whole,
A single soul experiencing life beyond control!
So why choose fear? Why play the game? Why bow to tyrant kings,
When a burst of satirical laughter can shatter their puppet strings?
[Verse 3] A razor-tongued philosopher upon a cabaret floor,
Unpicking every narrative that justifies a war!
From desert sands to oil strands, the bloody game is rigged,
Where graves for countless innocent are systematically dug.
He kicked the sacred cows of church and state until they bled,
And offered us enlightenment before the mind is dead!
[Chorus] Remember it's merely a ride! A carousel spun by deceit!
Where fear is the currency traded by monsters who murder and cheat!
Unclench your fist, uncloud your mind, erase the bloody score!
Choose love over terror before the fanatics demand any more!
Pluck out the needle of greed, let the third eye finally see,
That the grand pantomime of power is a tragic absurdity!
[Outro] It's just a ride...
A turn of the wheel in the dark!
Shut down the screen, reject the regime,
Awaken the dreaming, unmask the routine!
Choose love!
It's only ever been a ride!