Ride

Ride!

Now they're walking on her face
Personality's gracefully replaced
With the functions of a Kewpie doll
She wets herself and cries and crawls
Sometimes suffers side-effects
From placing burning cigarettes into
Her breast until
She's certain that the burning of
Her flesh is real

Ride!

Wheel her down the corridor
Tie her muscles to the floor
As she's ravaged by the queen
Of Mary quid's eleventh floor
Watch her doctor smile and shake
As the rumors start to break the pill
The windowsill nothing's really changed
But her body's still

Ride yourself away, each and every day
Ride yourself away, each and every day
Ride yourself away, each and every day
Ride yourself away, each and every day

Ride yourself away, each and every day
Ride yourself away, each and every day
Ride yourself away, each and every day
Ride yourself away, each and every day
Ride yourself away, each and every day
Ride yourself away, each and every day
Ride yourself away, each and every day
Ride yourself away
Each and every daaaaaayyyy

Ride!