Three rides

Oh no oh no I don't see the,

problems in this world,

all around the world ,

we are all the same,

our blood runs red,

and who is the one to blame,

everyone has a hand in this game,

All the same,

who's to blame for all the pain,

in this world,

you and me,

as you see,

we all take three,

YA ya you and me all take three rides in this life ,

your first ride,

is the day,

they decide,

to take you for your first ride,

When you arrive,

at the place that you will reside,

for the first time in your life,

eyes open wide,

the start of your new life ,

a ride with your mom by your side,

All around the world,

we are all the same,

our blood all runs red,

And there is not one of us to blame,

everyone has a hand in this game,

We take our first ride when we are Born,

we live,to love,

and when you fall in love you take your ride,

with your new bride,

by your side,

for the first time,

and we all take our last ride,

when we die.

All around the world,

we are all the same,

Our blood all runs red,

And there is not one of us to blame,

for us all,

have a hand in this game.

For our last ride,

it's our family's ,

who will decide,

whether you're buried,

or they burn you,

and you're kept inside,

either way you still get your last ride,

To the cemetery,

where you go 6 feet under,

Or on a mantle for your eternal slumber.

I just wanted to let you know,

we are all the same,

there is no one in this world ,that is to blame,

For the three rides,

that we all take in this life.

There is no one to blame for we are all the same.