Ride
Golden Palominos and Nicole Blackman Lyrics


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At any moment, you know,
Your manufactured cool could blow
Welcome to the land of pointless and destructive

You keep whining and crying into your beer,
Complaining the reception doesn't come in clear
(you just can't make a connection)
What are all the pretty people on?
No one ever learns to speak American
There are only so many Kung Fu movies you can watch

Haircut, hometown, heroin friends
You make excuses, you should make amends
Who do you call for help when all your friends are dead?

Now they're calling to you from the bar,
And they're fucking with your film noir
And you wear your hope like Christmas

Now I don't know how to break this to you
But her blue eyes were never blue
So now the good times are gone but really, they never arrived

The terrycloth's beneath the tie
And another liar's caught in a lie
"I love you" hangs in the air like a subtitle

There's a war going on inside the bar
She calls for the check, you call for the car
And when you kiss her she tastes like hot candy

Now you're just left to wonder
How she sized you up in three minutes or under
She's out of your league, you're out of your mind

Things only feel true
When someone's abusing you
You are sometimes startled you are never surprised

There are only two speeds: fast and faster,
Now you're lashed to mast and lashed to master
Whether you're in bed or in court, everybody gets off

So she smokes to keep from eating
And you fuck her to keep from feeling
And this is a taste, and this is a waste
And these are all of your days sacrificed

You're rocking out in an empty room
You've built your house, it's become your tomb
Mmm thanks, she says, I'll keep my options open

Now you're nervous with hope, nervous with fear
She's barely gone, and you're barely here
Here comes the cocaine wake up call

And like a boy, not a slave to fame
You kissed lipstick only after money came
Born in New York 30 years ago, you've died several times since

Drive through tunnels and crawl through caves,
And suffer through a life no city can save
They've got an unmarked car with your name on it

So she smoked to keep from eating
And you fucked her to keep from feeling
And that was a taste, and that was a waste
Now these are all of your days magnified

Style over content. You know the other
Keep slugging it out in the superstructure
If you love something, chances are you can't afford it

Forget what's ahead and what's past




And live every day as if it were the last
The dead man never knows he's dead

Overall Meaning

The song "Ride" by the Golden Palominos and Nicole Blackman is a commentary on the emptiness of contemporary culture and the ways in which people seek to escape from their own lives. The lyrics use a variety of cultural references, from Kung Fu movies to film noir to cocaine, to paint a picture of a world in which people are disconnected from one another and from themselves. The chorus of the song is a refrain that highlights this sense of alienation: "you're out of your league, you're out of your mind."


Throughout the song, the singer expresses a sense of longing for something more, but also a sense of resignation that there is no escape from the emptiness that surrounds him. The lines "now the good times are gone but really, they never arrived" and "these are all of your days sacrificed" suggest that the singer feels trapped in a life that is devoid of meaning.


One of the most striking aspects of the song is its use of imagery. The references to Kung Fu movies and film noir, for example, create a sense of a world in which people are trapped in their own fantasies. Similarly, the lines about smoking and fucking to avoid feeling suggest a world in which people are afraid to confront their own emotions.


Overall, "Ride" is a powerful critique of contemporary culture and the ways in which people seek to escape from their own lives. The song is a reminder that true fulfillment can only be found by confronting our own fears and desires.


Line by Line Meaning

At any moment, you know,
You are acutely aware of the fact that your cool persona is fragile and could be found out at any time.


Your manufactured cool could blow
The image you have carefully constructed for yourself could easily be shattered.


Welcome to the land of pointless and destructive
You are living in a world that is both meaningless and harmful.


You keep whining and crying into your beer,
You continually complain about your situation without taking any meaningful action to change it.


Complaining the reception doesn't come in clear
You are struggling to communicate effectively with others.


(you just can't make a connection)
You are unable to form genuine relationships with others.


What are all the pretty people on?
You are perplexed by the behavior of those around you, especially those who seem to have everything you don't.


No one ever learns to speak American
Communication in this society is shallow and superficial; no one is capable of having a real conversation.


There are only so many Kung Fu movies you can watch
You are growing tired of the same old distractions and entertainments that the world around you offers.


Haircut, hometown, heroin friends
Your identity is based on superficial things like your appearance, where you come from, and the people you surround yourself with.


You make excuses, you should make amends
You often justify your bad behavior rather than taking responsibility for it and trying to make things right.


Who do you call for help when all your friends are dead?
You feel alone and helpless, without anyone to turn to for support or assistance.


Now they're calling to you from the bar,
The people in your life are trying to hold onto you, even when you are trying to escape from them.


And they're fucking with your film noir
They are sabotaging the narrative you have created for yourself, making it even harder for you to maintain your facade of cool detachment.


And you wear your hope like Christmas
You cling to the idea that things will get better, even when all evidence points to the contrary.


Now I don't know how to break this to you
The following information could be difficult or upsetting for you to hear.


But her blue eyes were never blue
The person you were attracted to was not who you thought they were.


So now the good times are gone but really, they never arrived
You realize that you have been fooling yourself all along, and that the happiness you thought you had was an illusion.


The terrycloth's beneath the tie
Even though you try to hide it, there is vulnerability and weakness beneath your outward appearance of strength and confidence.


And another liar's caught in a lie
You are surrounded by people who are dishonest and not to be trusted.


"I love you" hangs in the air like a subtitle
Even when people say they care about you, it feels insincere and superficial.


There's a war going on inside the bar
Conflict and tension are present in all aspects of life, even in seemingly innocuous places like a bar.


She calls for the check, you call for the car
Even in moments of intimacy, there is distance and selfishness between you and those you are supposed to care about.


And when you kiss her she tastes like hot candy
Even physical affection feels empty and unfulfilling.


Now you're just left to wonder
You are left feeling confused and uncertain about yourself and your life.


How she sized you up in three minutes or under
Other people can see through your facade of cool detachment, even if it only takes them a few minutes to do so.


She's out of your league, you're out of your mind
You are in over your head, and you know it.


Things only feel true
In your experience, only things that are painful or negative feel real or substantial.


When someone's abusing you
You are used to being mistreated and taken advantage of by others.


You are sometimes startled you are never surprised
You are sometimes caught off guard by life's twists and turns, but you are never really shocked by them.


There are only two speeds: fast and faster,
Life moves at a breakneck pace, with no time for reflection or introspection.


Now you're lashed to mast and lashed to master
You are trapped in cycles of bad behavior and negative patterns, unable to break free.


Whether you're in bed or in court, everybody gets off
People are selfish, and everyone is looking out for their own interests above all else.


So she smokes to keep from eating
Others cope with their problems in unhealthy ways, such as by developing eating disorders.


And you fuck her to keep from feeling
You use others for physical pleasure rather than for genuine emotional connection.


And this is a taste, and this is a waste
These behaviors are shallow and unsatisfying, ultimately leading to a sense of emptiness and disappointment.


And these are all of your days sacrificed
You have wasted your life on these futile and superficial pursuits.


You're rocking out in an empty room
You are trying to find joy and fulfillment in things that ultimately do not bring you happiness.


You've built your house, it's become your tomb
Your patterns and behaviors have become a prison, trapping you in a life that is unfulfilling and emotionally exhausting.


Mmm thanks, she says, I'll keep my options open
Even when someone appears to be interested in you, they are not truly committed and are always looking for something better.


Now you're nervous with hope, nervous with fear
You are caught in a state of perpetual anxiety, hoping for the best but expecting the worst.


She's barely gone, and you're barely here
Even when others are physically absent, they are still consuming your thoughts and emotions.


Here comes the cocaine wake up call
You are about to experience a harsh and unpleasant reality check, perhaps even a moment of crisis or reckoning.


And like a boy, not a slave to fame
You are clinging to a childlike sense of innocence and honesty, even in the face of overwhelming cynicism and superficiality.


You kissed lipstick only after money came
You are unable to form genuine emotional connections with others, and instead rely on money and superficial charm to get what you want.


Born in New York 30 years ago, you've died several times since
Your life has been characterized by a series of deaths and rebirths, as you struggle to find meaning and fulfillment in a world that seems cruel and heartless.


Drive through tunnels and crawl through caves,
Life is a difficult and challenging journey, full of obstacles and hardships that must be overcome.


And suffer through a life no city can save
Even the promise and excitement of city life is not enough to provide you with the happiness and fulfillment you seek.


They've got an unmarked car with your name on it
You are being hunted, both literally and metaphorically, by the forces that seek to destroy you.


So she smoked to keep from eating
Others cope with their problems in unhealthy ways, such as by developing eating disorders.


And you fucked her to keep from feeling
You use others for physical pleasure rather than for genuine emotional connection.


And that was a taste, and that was a waste
These behaviors are ultimately shallow and unsatisfying, leading to a sense of emptiness and disappointment.


Now these are all of your days magnified
These shallow and unfulfilling experiences have come to define your life, becoming magnified in their negative impact.


Style over content. You know the other
You prioritize appearance and style over substance and genuine emotional connection.


Keep slugging it out in the superstructure
You are constantly battling against the superficial and heartless world that surrounds you.


If you love something, chances are you can't afford it
Your life is defined by a sense of lack and scarcity, with things like love and happiness always just out of reach.


Forget what's ahead and what's past
The only thing that matters is the present moment; dwelling on past or future events only causes pain and suffering.


And live every day as if it were the last
You must embrace the present moment and try to find joy and fulfillment in each day, no matter what challenges may come your way.


The dead man never knows he's dead
Even in death, there is a sense of ignorance and blindness, a complete lack of awareness or understanding.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: ANTON FIER, NICOLE BLACKMAN

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