This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
They rode in the morning
Casablanca to the west
On the Atlas Mountain foothills leading down to Marakesh
For Mohammed and Morocco
We had taken up our guns
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
In the dry winds of summer
They were sharpening the blades.
They were riding to act upon the promise we had made.
With the fist and the dagger
With the rifle and the lance
We will suffer no intrusion from the Infidels of France.
We will suffer no intrusion from the Infidels of France.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
They could wait no more
In the burning sands on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Like the dogs of war
For the future of this land on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Though they were waiting
And they were fifty to our ten
They were easily outnumbered by a smaller force of men.
As the darkness was falling
They were soon to realize
We were going to relieve them of their God-Forsaken lives.
We were going to relieve them of their God-Forsaken lives.
They could wait no more
In the burning sands on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Like the dogs of war
For the future of this land on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
They rode in the morning
Casablanca to the west
On the Atlas Mountain foothills leading down to Marakesh
For Mohammed and Morocco
We had taken up our guns
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
Casablanca to the west
On the Atlas Mountain foothills leading down to Marakesh
For Mohammed and Morocco
We had taken up our guns
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
In the dry winds of summer
They were sharpening the blades.
They were riding to act upon the promise we had made.
With the fist and the dagger
With the rifle and the lance
We will suffer no intrusion from the Infidels of France.
We will suffer no intrusion from the Infidels of France.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
They could wait no more
In the burning sands on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Like the dogs of war
For the future of this land on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Though they were waiting
And they were fifty to our ten
They were easily outnumbered by a smaller force of men.
As the darkness was falling
They were soon to realize
We were going to relieve them of their God-Forsaken lives.
We were going to relieve them of their God-Forsaken lives.
They could wait no more
In the burning sands on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Like the dogs of war
For the future of this land on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
They rode in the morning
Casablanca to the west
On the Atlas Mountain foothills leading down to Marakesh
For Mohammed and Morocco
We had taken up our guns
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
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Ride to Agadir Lyrics as written by Mike Batt
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