A death to remember, photos came out gray
Be ready, oh, be ready, be ready
Did you hold a hair on the back of your neck
I like to ride on
Be ready, be ready, be ready
Be ready, oh, be ready, be ready
Said, "War slide"
Ride on
I like to ride on
I like to ride on
Burnt alive, so burnt alive
Put a song in your head and memorize a bit
Do you remember 1968?
For my thoughts
Be ready, be ready, be ready
Be ready, be ready, be ready
Be ready, be ready, oh, be ready
It and hide
Ride on
Burnt alive, burnt alive
Be ready, oh, be ready, oh, be ready
Be ready, oh, be ready, be ready
Finger printed bruises or finger painted face
Savor every tear, and you favor every tear
And who made me feel so sorry too?
I like to ride on
Did you drop the bomb on the back of her head?
Where were you back in 1953?
Still, there's reason to apologize
Be ready, oh, be ready, oh, be ready
Burnt alive, burnt alive
When and why
Burnt alive, so burnt alive
You made me admit
That war lied
I like to ride on
I like to ride on
Be ready, be ready, be ready
Too dumb to worry but old enough to hate
Be ready, be ready, be ready
I like to ride on
And who made me feel so sorry too?
It's all my fault
I like to ride on
Still there's reason to apologize
Too young to remember, but old enough to say
Burnt alive, burnt alive
I like to
Ride on
You made me admit
I like to ride on
Be ready, be ready, be ready
