Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fine Ride , by - Tilt. Song from the album Viewers Like You, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 09.08.1999
Record label: Fat Wreck Chords
Song language: English
Fine Ride |
| I’ve got my black garbage bag |
| Picking up parts from the wreckage of the blast |
| I’m trying to piece together this |
| Giant puzzle hidden within the crash |
| All the salvage in an |
| Airplane hanger now |
| Closer to the mystery than |
| Looking inside each crumpled body bag |
| It all happened in a flash |
| It was a mighty fine ride |
| Loved ones are questioning |
| They hug each other in a conference room and cry |
| Dreading the inevitable |
| Bracing themselves for the worst |
| Investigators bent over the box |
| It seems the truth is an elusive terrorist |
| And the stench is knocking me out of here |
| In this centralized morgue |
| It was a mighty fine ride |
| Creeping around and it’s a violent «Bye» |
| And I try to explain, I try to apologize |
| I don’t think they see me standing here |
| And I, I wonder why |
| I’ve got my black garbage bag |
| Picking up parts from the wreckage of the blast |
| I’m trying to piece together this |
| Giant puzzle hidden within the crash |
| All the salvage in an |
| Airplane hanger now |
| Closer to the mystery than |
| Looking inside each crumpled body bag |
| It all happened in a flash |
| It was a mighty fine ride |