The Perfect Dabblers - How Do We Ride? Lyrics

We have lost Balance
Who lost control
We change conventions
For rock'n'roll
Under gasoline rainbows
And the ground so concrete
We dream our reality
To the underground beat

We're made of more than blood, punk, and meat
We're born for more than to drink, rock, and eat
You've built your house, paid your taxes and died
The question is
How do we ride?

So never-resting
(The word's been sung a while ago)
Steady and callous
And so arresting in its flow
Time works its hours
And then it does your shift at night
What's really ours
When everything dissolves in light?

We're made of more than blood, punk, and meat
We're born for more than to drink, rock, and eat
You've built your house, paid your taxes and died
The question is
How do we ride?

This one's for bad boys
And easy girls
Who let some starlight
Into their curls
Don't lose the moment
Just let it go
However you feel
Whatsoever you know

We're made of more than blood, punk, and meat
We're born for more than to drink, rock, and eat
You've built your house, paid your taxes and died
The question is

We're made of more than blood, punk, and meat
We're born for more than to drink, rock, and eat
You've built your house, paid your taxes and died
The question is
How do we ride?