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On the cusp of an explosion
I answer with evil that's the way that I play it Street Turks multiple contusions I gnash spit I grind my teeth Got a gun and a knife Staring back at you No security force or vigilante's overweight ego can dethrone me Ostracized if not otherwise Left to my own device you'll surly see Got a gun and a knife Staring back at you Got a gun and a knife Staring back at you |
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Books on emerson books on thoreau
But all I read was maps of the road And I was three thousand miles away from you All the while I was twenty-two What do you do to know who you are? The best way for me to drop out on tour You went to Upstate NxY (New York) to go to school To secure the roll with your parents I got a new perspective on you All the good and bad that we went through I know you better than you know you 'Cause I got a new perspective on you I never needed much, I never liked to loom But a gesture can get me from across the room The first night we talked until while the sun caught up Transparent people melting all around us You left in a plane, I left in a van Played nightclub house-parties and auditoriums Saw Germany England Italy with my band I know you better than your new friends I got a new perspective on you All the good and bad that we went through I know you better than you know you 'Cause I got a new perspective on you Ford Econdlane September '93 Driving 10 hours until my eyes are blurry 3 packs of Winstons and a bag of seeds Tapes of "x" and a thermos of coffee 6 weeks on and 10 days off Then I go back on the road for another show This is all that I've ever done Girl I got nothing to fall back on "But I got a new perspective on you All the good and bad that we went through I know you better than you know you 'Cause I got a new perspective on you" |
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Blackhawk down blackhawk down blackhawk down below
There's a blackhawk down in Mogadishu American Government issue Blackhawk down blackhawk down blackhawk down below Conflict in Somalia never came to an end Strife in Sudan on going contention Battle in Sierra Leon Hostilities in the Congo Who threw the coup explosion's at zero Explosion's at zero Blackhawk down blackhawk down blackhawk down below Blackhawk down blackhawk down blackhawk down below There's a blackhawk down in Mogadishu American Government issue Blackhawk down blackhawk down blackhawk down below Conflict in Somalia never came to an end Strife in Sudan on going contention Battle in Sierra Leon Hostilities in the Congo Who threw the coup explosion's at zero Explosion's at zero Blackhawk down blackhawk down blackhawk down below Blackhawk down blackhawk down blackhawk down below There's a blackhawk down in Mogadishu American Government issue Blackhawk down blackhawk down blackhawk down below Blackhawk down blackhawk down blackhawk down below Blackhawk...blackhawk...blackhawk down...... |
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Disfigured and oblique
From the appetite that I seek I'm a hungry cannibal I'm a rabid animal My remains are being scattered I've been bludgeoned, I'm in pain Stomach pains are coming And they strike with demon speed <i>[Chorus]</i> Dead bodies everywhere Piles of blood, entrails and hair I'm bleeding from the inside From the armageddon outside Reaccuring rotting dreams From this place the demons speak My skin exfoliates My patience terminates Unfold to unholy urges Unearthed with urgency The holocaust was nothing Compared to my lividity <i>[Chorus]</i> In this oblong box that's eating you There's nothing you can do <i>[Chorus]</i> Dead Bodies! Dead Bodies! Dead Bodies! |
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This is not Churchhill downs this is not Hollywood Park
When the field is wide open I'll pick the horse that's got the biggest heart Let em run let em ride let em roll down the track Let em win place and show Let em one dollar exact Six furlongs four phillys Three mares three years and up Who measures up Well I wish you luck Who measures up Well I wish you luck This is not Churchhill downs this is not Hollywood Park When the field is wide open I'll pick the horse that's got the biggest heart Well they rush the windows and play odds on fave (But the)My starter in 2nd deuces down a bit of give and take Race is a puzzler when they open from the outside It's a hit and run and they look back You can't count on that That's a fact The old men from El Cerrito Who talk about their picks And they talk about all the wins of the great jock leftgit Pincay This is not Churchhill downs this is not Hollywood Park When the field is wide open I'll pick the horse that's got the biggest heart Every time i come back to the east bay i run into "big L" My old friend Big L he's not doing so well Me and Big L grew up across the freeway from the track WE spent may days at the track I see Big L come rollin up the street On his little sister's pink ten speed He said "Tim, Tim don't you remember me?" "way back from 1973?" Every time i se him he has to remind me Like i would ever forget Big L Then he's gone Like a flash Then he's gone Like a flash yeah like a flash Ok this is rancid signing off for now until next time we'll see you guys later... |
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I am forever is what he said
Lost in a dream he never had Doors burst open, doors slam shut The key to change is time He said my dear mother, I let you down No one wants to be a burden on a loved one Doors burst open, doors slam shut The key to change is time Riding the freight train All the while you're building the f**kin' tracks |
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Ok check this out
It ain't impossible, it ain't easy Opportunity shifting here So far the strategy ain't working the facts are in it's so very clear I do what I want I can't predict the future And those who can I know that they are lying I know the truth can be hard to swallow A soap opera world leaders are crying Correction I need no direction Oh let me go just one last time I spend my whole life searching for direction Oh let me go just one last time You can burn a book if you don't like the answers Or join forces with an AXL grind USA protecting your cancers A list if hatred is easy to find Well there's a growing sentiment in America If you listen closely you can hear them all Right is right wrong is wrong and evil Consider it bad behavior Correction I need no direction Oh let me go just one last time I spend my whole life searching for direction Oh let me go just one last time Bad generation polarize view No one leaves home to go and help you Watch CNN and then you know US bombs come down, what you gonna do Boom boom boom look around There's no more roof no more house, no street, no town, shot down Burnt black and brown electrical meltdown You'll hear the sound of the U.S. bomb all around Ah it's a shake down It's a break down Atomic shutdown And then you know! Correction I need no direction Oh let me go just one last time I spend my whole life searching for direction Oh let me go just one last time Correction I need no direction Oh let me go just one last time I spend my whole life searching for direction Oh let me go just one last time One last time |
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Some people say I'm fuckin crazy
But it don't phase me It's just amazing Someone shout out Hallelujah Roulette spinner blackjack winner She was a minuscule miniskirt hiked up And if you like that you walk a tight rope Blood of Jesus gonna cleans ya So lets begin to put down a wage Everybody tells me to look within but I'll look within the city of sin I'm gonna tell you one thing, It's not to regret I the city of sin, in the city of sin It's a modern day Sodom and Gomorra Bus station, no hesitation For some poor bastard it's a ruin It's like a coffin, a desert Kremlin If your lucky then you'll fuckin hit it You take an avoid with the money then you split it It don't matter if you win there, just to be there rather than elsewhere Everybody tells me to look within but I'll look within the city of sin I'm gonna tell you one thing, It's not to regret In the city of sin, in the city of sin Some people say I'm fuckin crazy But it don't phase me It's just amazing Someone shout out Hallelujah Roulette spinner blackjack winner Everybody tells me to look within but I'll look within the city of sin I'm gonna tell you one thing, It's not to regret In the city of sin, in the city of sin |
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Like Chaucer's
Canterbury Tales When three men find a pot of gold And end up killing one another in the name of greed Some people are poison Under my skin like opium I'll stare in their eye to annoy them Well, they're poison Yeah, they're poison Admissions of liabilities I'm livin' in my own private cold war In a room full of spies And I can't find the door Some people are poison Under my skin like opium I'll stare in their eye to annoy them Well, they're poison Yeah, they're poison The violent aspects of the tattered man Let me respond to that if I can Illuminated manuscripts written by hand Accusations have been made from the very beginning Some people are poison Under my skin like opium I'll stare in their eye to annoy them Well, they're poison Yeah, they're poison Yeah, their f**kin'... POISON |
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El Diablo is like a soundtrack
All concurrent playback '57 chevy with the radio on It's a sad song That goes on and on It's a fugitive of time Radio Havana It's a fugitive of time Radio Havana A friend that said you gotta make a choice He's got the leather skin and the velvet voice The New York Times read that it aint over yet you can't forget, cause you'll never forget It's a fugitive of time Radio Havana It's a fugitive of time Radio Havana Yeah i got it right...(yeah i got it right) Going down tongiht..(going down tonight) Oh where'd you go..(oh where'd you go) Going down below...(going down below) El Diablo is like a soundtrack All concurrent playback '57 chevy with the radio on It's a sad song That goes on and on Spoken in Spanish: Buenes tardes se챰oras y se챰ores, bienvenidos a Radio Havana. Hoy en nuestro programa, desde Estados Unidos le damos la bienvenida a la banda de punk rock de mayor exito: Rancid (Rancid...Rancid...Rancid...Rancid..) Translation: Good Afternoon ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Radio Havana. Today in our program we welcome the most successful punkrock band from the United States, Rancid Yeah i got it right...(yeah i got it right) Going down tongiht..(going down tonight) Oh where'd you go..(oh where'd you go) Going down below...(going down below) It's a fugitive of time Radio Havana It's a fugitive of time Radio Havana |
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For weeks your falling, that's my darling
Hear them calling drawing you back Sawing you in two, using me, using you What can you do? Watch out Mack, here's a rat Falling off the track, fade out black Black in feedback, hit the flashback Don't you know we hate that? Your a rattlesnake And your full of shit Your a rattlesnake Your a rattlesnake Fuck that shit, I don't wanna hear it You can't bare it when we blare it I hate your band, you understand? You got no passion, it's all fashion Well you come you can, come come true Calm down, flames red or blue You don't know, you got no clue I see through Your a rattlesnake And your full of shit I fuckin hate you Your a rattlesnake You talk that shit about our crew, we hate you You said you know us, we don't know you You Jump on the next bandwagon What's the next fan in, I heard you braggin But you ain't shit, you get frustrated We never hesitated to call you a Charlatan Cause we hate you Your a rattlesnake And your full of shit I fuckin hate you Your a rattlesnake Your a rattlesnake And your full of shit and I hate you Your a rattlesnake |
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from Rancid - Rancid (2007)
In the army of Babylon I'm a young Al Capone
My self an outlaw in the eyes of the lord Good man lose and the bad men win The blind and the sick i attenuate them Barrels of concrete and melted steel Black smoke rises like a ghost in the field Hardened lungs deep breathing the air That stings the life from within me Succobus catches on and it won't let me go The leprosy sets in and you got no glue The 3rd world working on the factory floor It's so dark in there you can't see the sun no more Cold and burnt, are frostbitten hands Leave you like a flower that's been pulled from the sands Rabbid dogs chewing at my feet Trying to protect their side of the street Army of Babylon, Young Al Capone yeah Army of Babylon, Young Al Capone yeah Young Al Capone yeah (Young Al Capone yeah) Young Al Capone yeah (Young Al Capone yeah) In the darkness among lonely sprites Hopeless atmosphere, steel gates spear it So simplistic, so realistic, so sadistic Yea you lose it all: Army of Babylon, Young Al Capone yeah Army of Babylon, Young Al Capone yeah Young Al Capone yeah (Young Al Capone yeah) Young Al Capone yeah (Young Al Capone yeah) Ok Tim take this one home... |
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I want to go where the action is,
I want to fly through the urban blight, I want to live like a shadow in the dark, and only move at night. A story bought, A one story house that Lets the winter bleed. 21 years old and no money (Chorus) How did she know the roof would cave in, Over and over again. Beat up, bruised, a record that's broken, Adina's crying again Beat up Chevy with a trailer in tow, It's what they call home now. One more hill or river to cross on, On the way to another town. Crying in her beer and always running away, Maybe not so much running, but hoping, For better days. (Chorus) |
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Break down the fear
I got my animosity I'm gonna break it down Armegeddon is comin' So you better start runnin' 'cause the big wave Is comin' to the shore No surprise that you see thru the lies of the system that's rotten To the core Hight tech surveilance Paranoia & violence Keeping the city at a calm Break down, break down Tear it apart The thing'g going off Like a bomb (Chorus) Helicopter's come down on me tonight My brother's sellin' cocaine He knows how to fight Hounded and harrassed In a power elite bought Sun ain't arise So I abide by my route (Chorus) I remember a cold December When I heard the revolution rock Didn't hear what they were saying I ran thru the mayhem of a police state On my back high tech surveilance |
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In the dark with the Oakland skyline,
As I cross the city I avoid the landmines, All I wanna do is make it through without dying, All I wanna do is keep trying. (Chorus) Another Night, In the streets for me, Another Night, No santuary, Another Night, Come and watch me bleed, Another Night, In the streets for me. She wouldn't move until the coast was clear, She always knew the final battle was near, If you got a bag of dope she'll give it up for free, If you got a song of hope it'll help her see. (Chorus) In the dark looking up at the skyline... |
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I didn't know what time it was until the sun went down
Detroit Michigan on the bus downtown Last night I was fighting on the street But tonight I have a girl next to me in this cold world She brings me heat I got a good feeling in a bad city tonight I gotta good feeling everything's gonna be alright Some run some fight I got a good feeling in a bad city tonight Detained in illegal custody spent the night in jail With a drunken priest and a hooker $500 bail Nobody knew who was who standing in the street like that I hit the ground to make a sound I got a good feeling in a bad city tonight I gotta good feeling everything's gonna be alright Some run some fight I got a good feeling in a bad city tonight Bus droped me off and I had to cough I couldn't breath 'cuz I got ripped off I couldn't realize by being satisfied 'cause it runs so thin And thats why im pissed off we had no money we had time She had the champagne I had the cisco wine She said do you want to come you better hurry because We'll have hell to pay |
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from Rancid - Rancid (2007)
Go ahead start causing trouble
Get outta my way get outta my way... Don't want your lies and I don't want your ? I don't see any fun In getting fucked up around this place I played as much as you Get outta my way get outta my way Rich kid rich kid get outta my hair Get outta my way get outta my way I'll sing what I'll sing I'll wear what I'll wear Get outta my way get outta my way I try to love mankind and I try to do what's right But I can't do anything... Get outta my way get outta my way Go ahead start causing trouble Get outta my way get outta my way... Who do you think you are Do you think you're some kinda cop Why did you come along you're a fuckin' cop! Kid get outta my way kid get outta my way Kid get outta my way kid get outta my way <i>[repeat]</i> Get out... of my way! |
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from Rancid - Rancid (2007)
So I packed everything i owned,midnight, Christmas Eve,
A kid could feel alone, I drink my scotch, My mind goes astray, midnight, Christmas Eve, Starts out in a way, I cried when I had no shoes, 'Til I met the man with no feet, It's just a Holiday Sunrise, I suddenly realized, I have no alibis, Holiday Sunrise. Realtives of mine, said they were born again, Fucked up world has made me born against, I'm a sinner and my soul should be cleansed, I'll take my chances when I'm dead. |
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from Rancid - Rancid (2007)
I'm money broke, It's no joke,
Can't cope, use the rope this time. Nuckle up, buckle up, The ride's getting rough, But I still won't lose my mind. I ask them if I could come in, And the first thing they said was no. If I can't come in, That means I can't come back, That means I've got nowhere to go. I'm a hyena fighting for the lion's share, Sometimes the lion's share ain't there, Absent from political authority, An animal I've become, Total disorder and confusion in the lifestyle that I run. Permit me to do what I want and I will, I'm a nomad to travel, Concrete, glass, ston, and gravel. Everytime I turn around, it's the same sad story, Getting ganked, I wishfit would end, In life's comisary, I'm a bad missonary, With a wicked message I send. Who can I trust in a world of green, When I'm taught to take and not to give, Who can I trust when I'm taught to take and not to give |
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from Rancid - Rancid (2007)
excuse me while i put i knife out of my back
how could i ever trust a person like that along side the slow is someone moving faster behind the warm image is a cold cold bastard corporate liberal bullshit ruling fucking class take your fucking money and shove it up your ass take your lies i've had enough of you and all the shit that you put me through i'm injured injury i look for the truth its getting hard to find money grabbing dragon and the tie you hide behind im so fucking stupid with you i was a buyer i believed in you you deceiving liar set me fucking free |
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from Rancid - Rancid (2007)
you're working like a monkey
who's been training by a sick junkie on a mission to get money for a new suit and tie to wear to a reception where they envy your deception and give complements and praises to the ones they despite practicing your smile in the mirror all the while try to cultivate the style of the bastards in power i know what they're selling cuz their nervous twitch is telling you're coming off smelling like the pig of the hour <i>[repeat 2x.]</i> i got a lot of people telling me i'm outta my mind and i don't know why my brain was bleeding and my fingers were proceding through a notebook i was keeping since the dawning of time senses were coroaded you know that i was loaded you were dealing i was reeling from the feeling and the madness was consealing it's a siren song people that i trusted would surley have me busted if they ever had a clue what was really going on <i>[repeat 2x.]</i> i got a lot of people telling me i'm out of my mind and i don't know why (i don't know why...let's go) |
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from Rancid - Rancid (2007)
knock knock
come in you wanna fight i'm gonna win i'll take you out in a minute step in my flat see what's in it i live in the land of wellfare state my flat used to be section 8 now it's a rat infested cocaine run my whole worls plays like a broken drum drunken bum yeah yeah yeah rats in the hallway again get up get out go ahead and ride away sit up our bed up your bed to lay kick up our rip up this place apart even when i'm finished i'm back at the start i'm out of line at adeline st. heat don't keep the crooked beat 4am no waves breaking what's left of the pm the am has taken drunken bum yeah yeah yeah rats in the hallway again outside my gate my crew is drinking a 40 oz the asked my if there's still rats in the hallway i said somethings ain't like the weather they never change for the better this girl came up to me she said she would do me no harm rolled up her sleeve and shoved me the tracks on her arm i said what's your name she said Mya she said Tim, wanna take you higher junkie drunken yeah yeah yeah rats in the hallway again zombie walking kid out on his own with no morals mr.high leaves the body in comes mr withdrawl pain is the only thing the body will alow the kid wants to dance the gangsters knows how johnny bought some shit down on market street shoot up boot up the human target he hit the dirty spike when he hit the scene it's easy to stay dirty when nothing is clean johnny's a writer who tags up jackel jackel just clamped on unclampable shackels rout up shoot up some dope to go like leagal currancy it's money it's like that rat tat tat kid got shot point blank in the back my land lord said not to be bumming he was on cocaine stoop and he had it coming he had it coming? he was only 12 years old he was in the blizzard he got shot for being cold it don't seem right tonight hit the lights alright watch the roaches run into the darkest room <i>[repeat 2x.]</i> drunken bum yeah yeah yeah rats in the hallway again |
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from Rancid - Rancid (2007)
I could not fit in
I was the one who got caught I was the one who got realized I was the one who got dropped Shut out banished and locked away The knife that did me in I carry to this day (Chorus) Rejected- crossing bridges in the land of the forgotten Rejected Distrust existed that I never saw Deep seated distrust I was victim of (Chorus) Unspoken among the more privelaged or the so-called I was not good enough Not good enough at all At first out of loneliness I tried to conform But all that bullshit left me all alone (Chorus |
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1987, at a 7-11
Police out lookin' for problems But I'm no average hoodlum Still runnin from the pigs so it seems to me This is not the land of love and liberty It's more like a waiting room in hell Drink a quart and watch me dwell (Chorus) I got it right Out in the trenches tonight Glass towers rise above the filth and the pain I'm a moral degenerate feel my pain Passed out on a squat on a mission That night I was shocked in to submission Straight down, straight down to hell I head System of sewers is where I lay my head People on their way are like on a different dimension I need no correction (Chorus) Some of my friends moved on A simple domestic life They're all gone Only a few of us remain Only a few of us want to keep it the same (Chorus |
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Bloody thursday was july 6th the pigs killed 3 workers harry bridges grabbed the mic
The city shut down july 6th the workers outrage it was a general strike The media clamed that the commies were taking over and some believed it was true 3 un compremising strikes was paved the way Minn Sf and Toledo But on the sitiuation But on the street sometimes You're gonna hit the cold concrete |
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from Rancid - Rancid (2007)
Kick the kick drum
Increase the weight of the sound The dialogue of maximum decibles is enough to move the fucking ground I'm gonna amplify the rage of a class that's not inferior The message in the volume this song's a carrier (Chorus) Unwritten rules Rules understood Unwritten rules Boomin' out the speakers and amps in the hood I like to drink beer play music and go to shows It's not about paying your dues If you do it out of love I'm not no jaded junkie runnin' dry I don't know anything else I'll be playing until I die (Chorus |
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from Rancid - Rancid (2007)
every city got an artery where the blood breaks down
an avenue or a boulevard and a boy who wears a crown indigant live styles mplies simply lack of means dogmatical authoritarians dictate the cities remains a promise to go to heaven wont put salvation in sight Whirlwind is coming down on me when the factory shut down so did the place he lived blood money for junk bonds by a white collar fugitive all the tax free insentives ain't going to help him now generations of job security gone out like the horse and plow a promise to go to heaven won't put salvation in sight Whirlwind is coming down on me my old man worked his troubled life in a nowhere dead end he drank the pain away i'll be damned if that's me having my dreams robbed the working class carries a country that has been rotting inside for years the rigs cuffed my old man in the front yard i saw through my eyes of tears a promise to go to heaven wont put salvation in sight Whirlwind is coming down on me |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
There's a place where i like to go
When i got no food or i got no shelter It's a house where i can get away For maybe 3 days To get off the drink and stay off the haze Who's the opposition i'm 7 years down The human spirit prevails Yeah I'm down down down Woke up in the bushes 6:30 tuesday morning With a unopenned heineken a head that was burning For 7 years i walked the same path Dreams of being loved was all i ever had Who's the opposition i'm 7 years down The human spirit prevails Yeah I'm down down down |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
War between races war between lies
War between something that was deep inside You were wrong all along I was right you lied to them to the ITY straight down too late can it kick the feelin'lookin' from the bottom I can't see the ceil- ing Shots rang out in the Oakland winter Can't stand alone you can't stand to- gether No matter what you do they'll try to divide you Fear you up What's in- side you way down down down the scale hook the anchor to the gates of hell Once you realize that it was so simple What you're given you can't take with you I asked somebody if they had the same vision He said yeah I had the same vision |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
13 red and white stripes flying
White for skin and red for dying Why can't i walk on through And not feel like one is in hell We don't need no water Let the motherfucker burn |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
This song is about a girl
who has been off she was dope sick Dope sick girl hit and run she took my money 87 dollars gone now she's running How was i i to know That girl could take my heart everywhere she go Dope sick girl a rig and a rid she got no freedom Little deamon gonna hide inside she's gotta feed them How was i i to know That girl could take my heart everywhere she go Everywhere, everywhere she go Dope sick girl there she was at the methadone clinic She drank a coup called it a base coat She swore not to get back in it How was i i to know That girl could take my heart everywhere she go Dope sick girl gotta rig and a ride to new york city Gonna run away gonna watch it burn in the heart of new york city How was i i to know That girl could take my heart everywhere she go |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
I went to Mary
Far to, too long Jubilee was cold as fuck Why do they make it that cold Stand aside while she picked me for you for the time you gave it away You gave it away You gave it away You gave it away I seen you finish I saw you at the start I remember you straight from my heart You'd ask me and I'd say "What'd you say? "You gave me your heart and then you're taking it You gave it away You gave it away You gave it away You gave it away You gave it away |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
Everybody wants to come down
but no one wants to pay I try to show 'em but they do anyway I was "nock shock nock nock down" to my knees Same thing for my duty quiz Gunshot! Gunshot! Gunshot through my heart Sometimes there are guys who can deal with me Everything's imperive but I don't fucking need I know where you are but I don't care I thought I'd use my "no decision" Gunshot! Gunshot! Gunshot through my heart Gunshoooooooooooot! Gunshoooooooooooot! Gunshoooooooooooot! Gunshoooooooooooot! Gunshot! Gunshot! Gunshot through my heart Gunshot! Gunshot! Gunshot through my heart |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
Bloody Thursday was July 6th The pigs killed three workersHarry Bridges
grabbed the mic The city shut down July 6th The workers outraged it was a general strike The media claimed that the commies were taking over and some believed it was true 3 uncomprimising strikes paved the way Minn SF. & Toledo Over annd over agian the doors are locked and the windows are broken Eddie worked for General Motors & he swore that he'd never lose his job again A union man who owned his own home in beautiful Flint, Mich. Eddie lost his job and Eddie lost his wife So Eddie lost his self esteem Last time I saw Eddie he was livin' in the trailor park again I believe Eddie forgave too much Too soon I got a letter about Eddie & it was bad news |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
Are you gonna be ready to use it
If you hesitate they'll persue it Put the gun to your dome no question Now the holy ghost in question what about the banks When they say go Standin at the top and can't let go Standin can't take can't take that time When I try sometime I can't stay high are you gonna be ready to use it If you hesitate they'll persue it Good & evil me from above Death peace eternal love Bleedin' at the gates & I can't come in Courage that abates a life of sin Sure that it holds and it holds no other With the lies of the brave the kid don't matter |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
<i>[repeat 2x]</i>
Back down no back down comin' up Rise up no rise up showin up Lock down no lock down comin' up International cover-up What about the state of the union What about the guns they're using What about the kids that don't matter What about a genaral strike You don't know what it's like Whats it's like what it's like... <i>[repeat 2x]</i> Back down no back down comin' up Rise up no rise up showin up Lock down no lock down comin' up International cover-up What about the cage getting rattled What about the international battle What about the kids who are dreaming What about the kid who got stopped You don't know what it's like Whats it's like what it's like... |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
Midnight? know where I am that's right I know where I'm goin' shut down -
vacant city Ghost town - Tensions risin' Kick kick kick the door in Look look look around and?ffairs affairs of the nation?hen the pressure came down Sus- tain authority?idnight - I know I can?hat's right - I ain't broken... motorcycle ride. NAME: You don't know my name man you don't know my name?aint a number on my head work me till I'm dead? can believe I've wasted all of these years I've tasted A million days & nights all this pain and struggle all for what? ask?ll the hate & trouble?unch drunk from the punch clock opportunity never gonna knock no more blue collar?ll the unions gettin' smaller?ne million nights & all the pain and struggle all for what? ask all the hate and trouble... There's a place where I like to go when I got no food or I got no shelter?br />It's a house where I can get away for maybe three days to get off the drink and haze?ho's the opposition?'m 7 years down?he human spirit prevails yeah I'm down down down?oke up in the bushes 6:30 Tuesday morning with an unopened Heineken end ahead That was burning for 7 years I walked the same path dreams |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
If you wanna make a move then you better come in
It's just the ability to reason that wears so thin Living and dying and the stories that are true The secret to a good life is knowing when your through... ...before she died I bit the bullet on a motorcycle ride ...If you wanna make a move then you better come in It's just the ability to reason that wears so thin If you wanna make a move then you better come in It's just the ability to reason that wears so thin ...before she died I bit the bullet on a motorcycle ride |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
<i>[repeat 3x]</i>
You don't know my name man you don't know my name Paint a number on my head work me 'til i'm dead I can't believe i've wasted all these years i've tasted A million days and nights all this pain and struggle All for what i ask all the hate and trouble You don't know my name man you don't know my name Punch drunk from the punch clock opportunity never gonna knock No more blue collar all the unions gettin' smaller A million nights and all the pain and struggle All for what i ask all the hate and trouble You don't know my name man you don't know my name |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
Come into the union district Drive down on Sharmon Palms White ghettos paint a picture Broken homes and broken bones I was so full of scotch I could not stand up I was hittin the shots and I moved to a cup Release me from moral assumption Total rejection total destruction Nihilistic feelings are movin If you try really hard You'll see right through them (Nihilism, nihilism, nihilism, nihilism) Come into the union district Drive down in Sharmon Palms White ghettos paint a picture Broken homes and broken bones Raking a path of self destruction Not affected by the repercusions Lady in the billboard offer me a drink Said not right now i need time to think Nihilistic feelings are movin If I try real hard I'll see right through them (Nihilism, nihilism, nihilism, nihilism) Nihilism Nihilism Nihilism I was so full of scotch I could not stand up Nihilism I was hittin the shots and I moved to a cup Nihilism Come into the Union District drive down on Sharmon Palms Nihilism White ghetto paints a picture broken homes and broken bones (Hey, hey, hey, hey |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
Never fell in love until I fell in love with you Never know what a good time
was until I had a good time with you If you wanna get the feelin' & you wanna get it right then the music's gotta be loud for when the music hits I feel no pain at all Warm summer night I was drinkin' with my dad he tried to give me love that I never had but he gave more love to his bottle of wine so I had to go out and find love of another kind Here it is Here I am Turn it up Fuckin' loud Radio radio When I got the music I gotta place to goRadio clash magnif- icent 7 I was a choir bot you showed me no heaven two tools surely lost no re- morse ignoring the cost |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
Come on baby won?t you show me what you got there
I want your salvation woah There?s a neighborhood called blackhwk where all the rich people hide I was down on my luck working for the salvation army The shelter is where I reside Everyday we drive into blackhawk and we pic up the offerings Microwave, refridgerator for the suffering Come on baby won?t you show me what you got there I want your salvation woah I can?t believe these people live like kings Hidden estates and diamond rings I?m a rat out on a mission I?m in your front yard under suspicion Come on baby won?t you show me what you got there I want your salvation woah |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
I had i dream i was a vigilante sidekick
my name is tim im a lesser known character I had a dream i was a vigilante sidekick fighting crime in the streets together Down in Oakland off of west grand, st joseph relief a program A good place were good people get food, help your fellow man is a good thing to do Government agency said be afraid of me, i shut your doors down it won't phase me Wolverine came through left the agent for dead, opened up the doors back up everyone was fed Do not bill the abandoned buildings, it's nice to sleep when you've got a ceiling. Neighborhood watch said we gotta put a stop, can't have people livin' for free call the cops. Here comes the SWAT team, and the M-16, shoot the walls in, destroy the building. Wolverine was sad and it made him mad, every single cop got a bullet in the head. |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
Solidarity love and unity
Set me free with a bullet and a gun You said it was nothing I knew it was something It was no surprisin' i saw you cryin? About you Said what went wrong About you Said you can't go on About you Said it's a long time gone About you Said your life's too long Solidarity love and unity Set me free with a bullet and a gun Didn't see it coming Your fears went hunting 9 millimeter stops you running About you Now you're long time gone About you So what went wrong Solidarity love and unity Set me free with a bullet and a gun |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
She's got her ticket & she's waitin' at the station
She's got to get away get away as far as she can Her problems will arise as sure as the sun does shine She's got to get used to living on the lam Now Mary's out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand Shootin' down the law that shot down her dear departed man When I last saw her she was lookin' troubled She said this is the 90's I'm gonna be alright She took the Greyhound into Salinas I got a letter then she dropped out of sight Now Mary's out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand Shootin' down the law that shot down her dear departed man Shrouded in anger Encompassed by pain He was your best friend & you'll never ever ever see him again Now Mary's out the door with a loaded .44 in her hand |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
Realize you're dehumanised You criticize your existence It's your demise when
no sun arise When you're paralyzed by your lack of resistance She knows she is she knows she's goin' down below where the fire's glowing tenderloin The tricks she gets them she's not a victim She makes a list of them and reads them all Alone for money she's walkin' down on larkin' In T.I. they're rockin all night long |
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from Rancid - Let's Go (2007)
Jimmy and johnny two friends of mine
skinheads what they clamed Outside simalarities but they don't feel the same Johnny thinks jimmy is a mod and jimmy thinks johnny's a punk Jimmy listens to ska and johnny likes last resort Jimmy and johnny in the trenches We down tonight Drinking guiness smoking 555's Once you're in the middle you feel alright Skinheads tats and a fred perry There's a was in the cemetary Start to fight stop drinking What the fuck were they thinking Jimmy and johnny tell me what you're seeing Yeah yeah yeah yeah Jimmy had his two tone girl on the back of his scooter that night Johnny had a jackes up chevy that could blow you right off the line Skinheads tats and a fred perry There's a was in the cemetary Start to fight stop drinking What the fuck were they thinking Jimmy and johnny tell me what you're seeing Yeah yeah yeah yeah |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Yeah?
They were sure I was guilty, but I committed no crime They said: confessions bring lenience, so that put me on the line So I, protest the massacres at the Talliman Square My friends say yo, stay away man, you better not go fucking back there Oh. Watch this One night I might write about my opinions about the state And the freedom of expression they would never tolerate And the, military secrets that I never did steal I didnt start no violence, no, and there was nobody that I killed No. So I had a clear account of all abusers of power And the memories of homeland all gone sour And I only got one weapon, its so plain for me to see My only weapon I call, poetry And I dont even know why The truth seems like a lie In my cell there is no sky When I was arrested in Shanghai Now, in a world of privilege I was not born But, the devotion of freedom and liberty I was sworn So, every emotion is studied, watched their control Who gets paid, who gets disciplined, who gets born So, transmitting beams my coordinates, anywhere on Earth And, as radio waves, surveillance, satellite bursts Open up your skull and let some knowledge come in Ya, crack open the cranium and let awareness begin Oh. And I dont even know why The truth seems like a lie In my cell there is no sky When I was arrested in Shanghai When I was arrested in Shanghai When I was arrested in Shanghai |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Yeah?
They were sure I was guilty, but I committed no crime They said: confessions bring lenience, so that put me on the line So I, protest the massacres at the Talliman Square My friends say yo, stay away man, you better not go fucking back there Oh. Watch this One night I might write about my opinions about the state And the freedom of expression they would never tolerate And the, military secrets that I never did steal I didnt start no violence, no, and there was nobody that I killed No. So I had a clear account of all abusers of power And the memories of homeland all gone sour And I only got one weapon, its so plain for me to see My only weapon I call, poetry And I dont even know why The truth seems like a lie In my cell there is no sky When I was arrested in Shanghai Now, in a world of privilege I was not born But, the devotion of freedom and liberty I was sworn So, every emotion is studied, watched their control Who gets paid, who gets disciplined, who gets born So, transmitting beams my coordinates, anywhere on Earth And, as radio waves, surveillance, satellite bursts Open up your skull and let some knowledge come in Ya, crack open the cranium and let awareness begin Oh. And I dont even know why The truth seems like a lie In my cell there is no sky When I was arrested in Shanghai When I was arrested in Shanghai When I was arrested in Shanghai |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Rock gets hot, now she cant stop
Shes a lot, a lot like a robot And she cant be bought, and her nerves are shot And she starts to rot, from the inside out She said I dont need you to save me, but theres people here trying to blame me And theres no jobs that will pay me, enough to feed my family And I got my back up against the wall And I got my back up against the wall And no one hears her call Cause theres no one there at all And I got my back up against the wall Law crack re-run, fools are chippin Promises are broken, yeh, jobs are leavin And the sky is darkening in the land of stepping But the bus is staying and I wont be regretting And theres no more jobs here, no more love here No more room here for me, and theres no more jobs here Only misery here, for me and my family And I got my back up against the wall And I got my back up against the wall And no one hears her call Cause theres no one there at all And I got my back up against the wall Now where have all the good times gone (ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT!) But something here is going wrong (ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT) Why even bother, when you getting clobbered Nowhere is safe and sound, off the sweat they will profit Your getting robbed and their gunning you down to the ground Oh we all got big dreams now, the new factory just shut down And theres not enough to go around, cause their gunning you down to the ground And I got my back up against the wall And I got my back up against the wall And no one hears her call Cause theres no one there at all |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Rock gets hot, now she cant stop
Shes a lot, a lot like a robot And she cant be bought, and her nerves are shot And she starts to rot, from the inside out She said I dont need you to save me, but theres people here trying to blame me And theres no jobs that will pay me, enough to feed my family And I got my back up against the wall And I got my back up against the wall And no one hears her call Cause theres no one there at all And I got my back up against the wall Law crack re-run, fools are chippin Promises are broken, yeh, jobs are leavin And the sky is darkening in the land of stepping But the bus is staying and I wont be regretting And theres no more jobs here, no more love here No more room here for me, and theres no more jobs here Only misery here, for me and my family And I got my back up against the wall And I got my back up against the wall And no one hears her call Cause theres no one there at all And I got my back up against the wall Now where have all the good times gone (ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT!) But something here is going wrong (ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT) Why even bother, when you getting clobbered Nowhere is safe and sound, off the sweat they will profit Your getting robbed and their gunning you down to the ground Oh we all got big dreams now, the new factory just shut down And theres not enough to go around, cause their gunning you down to the ground And I got my back up against the wall And I got my back up against the wall And no one hears her call Cause theres no one there at all |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Is it you?
Is it you who's been orchestrated? Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? American shopping malls, Where a product is sold and bought here, Euthanizing the public, While the dead walk the escalators, They come from the loudspeakers, They hear a subliminal message, An ad entices you, the consumer, And there's no way to find it. Is it you? Is it you who's been orchestrated? Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Is this human freedom, Hedonistic excess? Junky consumerism, Mass-production, toxic sickness, Everyone is wearing now, Plastic masks that they hide behind, Marketing massive sales of nothing, Everything is selling. Is it you? Is it you who's been orchestrated? Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? The arrogance, Lost me with nonsense, Well, it's so aggressive, Yet so repulsive, Well, it's a noxious culture, Of the swarming vultures! And I an imposter, And he's coming to get you! Is it you? Is it you who's been orchestrated? Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Is it you?
Is it you who's been orchestrated? Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? American shopping malls, Where a product is sold and bought here, Euthanizing the public, While the dead walk the escalators, They come from the loudspeakers, They hear a subliminal message, An ad entices you, the consumer, And there's no way to find it. Is it you? Is it you who's been orchestrated? Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Is this human freedom, Hedonistic excess? Junky consumerism, Mass-production, toxic sickness, Everyone is wearing now, Plastic masks that they hide behind, Marketing massive sales of nothing, Everything is selling. Is it you? Is it you who's been orchestrated? Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? The arrogance, Lost me with nonsense, Well, it's so aggressive, Yet so repulsive, Well, it's a noxious culture, Of the swarming vultures! And I an imposter, And he's coming to get you! Is it you? Is it you who's been orchestrated? Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Yeeeeeah, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers,
If you don't step aside for David Courtney, Well, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney! If you're feelin' bold, And you must be told, You'll feel a whack up on your back, And up the dust is made of gold, If you do the job, Loyal to the mob, You'll be sorted and rewarded, south of France, in the sun But if you pay your debt, you won't be dead, Please take me up on my advice! Cuz vengeance will be delivered door to door, And right on time..... Yeah, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney, Well, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney! Cuban cigars, Silver Jaguars, Brand-new suits are filled with loot, he's looking wicked and astute Make no bones, he says, Feelings then there is, He's a legend in the underworld and an up to the poor, Well, if you pay your debt, you won't be dead, Please take me up on my advice! Because vengeance will be delivered door to door, And right on time.... Well, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney, Well, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney! Tim talking: Listen up all you skaghead, sewer rats, gangsters, Villains and whores, the dark figures from the shadows, Crept up from behind, where they brandished a gun, Pointed directly at his face, And they shuddered at the sight when the words were spoken, "Go ahead, son, but you're |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Yeeeeeah, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers,
If you don't step aside for David Courtney, Well, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney! If you're feelin' bold, And you must be told, You'll feel a whack up on your back, And up the dust is made of gold, If you do the job, Loyal to the mob, You'll be sorted and rewarded, south of France, in the sun But if you pay your debt, you won't be dead, Please take me up on my advice! Cuz vengeance will be delivered door to door, And right on time..... Yeah, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney, Well, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney! Cuban cigars, Silver Jaguars, Brand-new suits are filled with loot, he's looking wicked and astute Make no bones, he says, Feelings then there is, He's a legend in the underworld and an up to the poor, Well, if you pay your debt, you won't be dead, Please take me up on my advice! Because vengeance will be delivered door to door, And right on time.... Well, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney, Well, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney! Tim talking: Listen up all you skaghead, sewer rats, gangsters, Villains and whores, the dark figures from the shadows, Crept up from behind, where they brandished a gun, Pointed directly at his face, And they shuddered at the sight when the words were spoken, "Go ahead, son, but you're |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Get one thing clear, first you live in fear, then you disappear, and that unity
Shift gear, and i, try to stear, i see a tear, you're so fuckin insincere Django, You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around Django, You drag your coffin around All around town, just like a dead man does Just like a dead man does Just like a dead man does Just like a dead man Dead man Dead man Dead man Dead man Gonna have some fun, so you belong, cocaine run, until you watch the fuckin sun go Underground, and the never found, and the drugs are around, gotcha tired fuckin beyond Django, You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around Django, You drag your coffin around All around town, just like a dead man does Just like a dead man does Just like a dead man does Just like a dead man Dead man Dead man Dead man Dead man Get one thing clear, first you live in fear, then you disappear, and that unity shit Shift gear, and i, try to stear, i see a tear, you're so fuckin insincere Django, You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around Django, |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Get one thing clear, first you live in fear, then you disappear, and that unity
Shift gear, and i, try to stear, i see a tear, you're so fuckin insincere Django, You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around Django, You drag your coffin around All around town, just like a dead man does Just like a dead man does Just like a dead man does Just like a dead man Dead man Dead man Dead man Dead man Gonna have some fun, so you belong, cocaine run, until you watch the fuckin sun go Underground, and the never found, and the drugs are around, gotcha tired fuckin beyond Django, You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around Django, You drag your coffin around All around town, just like a dead man does Just like a dead man does Just like a dead man does Just like a dead man Dead man Dead man Dead man Dead man Get one thing clear, first you live in fear, then you disappear, and that unity shit Shift gear, and i, try to stear, i see a tear, you're so fuckin insincere Django, You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around Django, |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Dont worry about me
Im gonna make it alright Got my enemies cross haired and in my sight I take a bad situation gonna make it right In the shadows of darkness I stand in the light Ya see its my style and I'll keep true I had a bad year but I got through I've been knocked out beat down black and blue Shes not the one coming back for you Shes not the one coming back for you If I fall back down Youre gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down Youre gonna help me back up again If I fall back down Youre gonna be my friend It takes disaster to learn a lesson Were gonna make it through the darkest nights Some people pretend to make a reason But that one make everything alright Well the rest of times they dont face me Ever if I'm looking like pretty crazy On my way down she betrayed me Now my vision is no longer hating See Im very happy to have my crew Testify me when shes through I've been knocked out beat down black and blue Shes not the one coming back for you Shes not the one coming back for you If I fall back down Youre gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Dont worry about me
Im gonna make it alright Got my enemies cross haired and in my sight I take a bad situation gonna make it right In the shadows of darkness I stand in the light Ya see its my style and I'll keep true I had a bad year but I got through I've been knocked out beat down black and blue Shes not the one coming back for you Shes not the one coming back for you If I fall back down Youre gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down Youre gonna help me back up again If I fall back down Youre gonna be my friend It takes disaster to learn a lesson Were gonna make it through the darkest nights Some people pretend to make a reason But that one make everything alright Well the rest of times they dont face me Ever if I'm looking like pretty crazy On my way down she betrayed me Now my vision is no longer hating See Im very happy to have my crew Testify me when shes through I've been knocked out beat down black and blue Shes not the one coming back for you Shes not the one coming back for you If I fall back down Youre gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Woooooooooh
Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our songs now, Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our song And they knew all the lyrics by heart, now, And they play in the perfect key, And their tombstones are silhouetted, And the band I can barely see, Well our spirit fades, hard and cheated, When the funeral's over, I can't leave it, Everyone's going home, I'm defeated. Woooooooooh Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our songs now, Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our song And the energy's so overwhelming, And the echo from the crowd is deafening, And the music conveyed is convincing, And the world doesn't seem so daunting, And the shimmer of light tells you secrets, In the moon, the silhouettes in an instance, And we are seen in perfect cadence. Woooooooooh Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our songs now, Ghost band, ghost band, |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Woooooooooh
Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our songs now, Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our song And they knew all the lyrics by heart, now, And they play in the perfect key, And their tombstones are silhouetted, And the band I can barely see, Well our spirit fades, hard and cheated, When the funeral's over, I can't leave it, Everyone's going home, I'm defeated. Woooooooooh Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our songs now, Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our song And the energy's so overwhelming, And the echo from the crowd is deafening, And the music conveyed is convincing, And the world doesn't seem so daunting, And the shimmer of light tells you secrets, In the moon, the silhouettes in an instance, And we are seen in perfect cadence. Woooooooooh Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our songs now, Ghost band, ghost band, |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
And I know, Im indestructible
And I know, Im indestructible Tonight! Break down! Caught tell me its not true Its a shakedown! Come on tell me who are you Its so fake now, everything I see right through Im ashamed now, to say I ever know you See the greater minions make a move on their feet Kill them anywhere from here even from the head Girls that seem so hot and Im just sitting here laughing Im gonna keep going up, I cant get distracted And I know, Im indestructible And I know, Im indestructible Tonight! Lay back! Why cant you all come and save me And you will never betray me And Ill give back everything that you gave me And I know that no one can never ever contain me And I, walking I walk down to some American consumer, nah And Im dancing now to a whole different drummer And I keep listening to the great Joe Strummer cause good music, we cant live forever And I know, Im indestructible And I know, Im indestructible |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
And I know, Im indestructible
And I know, Im indestructible Tonight! Break down! Caught tell me its not true Its a shakedown! Come on tell me who are you Its so fake now, everything I see right through Im ashamed now, to say I ever know you See the greater minions make a move on their feet Kill them anywhere from here even from the head Girls that seem so hot and Im just sitting here laughing Im gonna keep going up, I cant get distracted And I know, Im indestructible And I know, Im indestructible Tonight! Lay back! Why cant you all come and save me And you will never betray me And Ill give back everything that you gave me And I know that no one can never ever contain me And I, walking I walk down to some American consumer, nah And Im dancing now to a whole different drummer And I keep listening to the great Joe Strummer cause good music, we cant live forever And I know, Im indestructible And I know, Im indestructible |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
For 24 hours on the Ivory Coast,
They release soldiers from their post, They dedicate champagne, for a toast, They pay dividends to the country's host. They said, "Tonight, you can leave your home, But tomorrow, but tomorrow, it's gonna be the way of the gun", And the curfew, won't allw you to roam, roam, roam, And the bullets will let you know, when the big dog comes 'round your door.... Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Stone-cold killer, (Woooooh ohhh oh!) Food for the trigger, (Wohhhh ohh ohh!) I'll shoot ya down, right on sight, If you're out at the wrong time of night, And in a civil war, there's no civil rights, In the dead of day, run for your life. They said, "Tonight, you can leave your home, And tomorrow, it's gonna be the way of the gun", And the curfew, won't let you roam, roam, roam, And the bullets will let you know, when the big dog comes 'round your door.... Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Stone-cold killer, (Woooooh ohhh oh!) Food for the trigger, (Wohhhh ohh ohh!) And the trenches are dug, And the bones ain't too shiver, The tastes of war, so cold and bitter, And the human race is the face of the killer, And the cost of life is rarely considered. They said, "Tonight, you can leave your home, But tomorrow, but tomorrow, it's gonna be the way of the gun", And the curfew, won't let you roam, roam, roam, And the bullets will let you know, when the big dog comes 'round your door.... Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Who is the kil |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
For 24 hours on the Ivory Coast,
They release soldiers from their post, They dedicate champagne, for a toast, They pay dividends to the country's host. They said, "Tonight, you can leave your home, But tomorrow, but tomorrow, it's gonna be the way of the gun", And the curfew, won't allw you to roam, roam, roam, And the bullets will let you know, when the big dog comes 'round your door.... Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Stone-cold killer, (Woooooh ohhh oh!) Food for the trigger, (Wohhhh ohh ohh!) I'll shoot ya down, right on sight, If you're out at the wrong time of night, And in a civil war, there's no civil rights, In the dead of day, run for your life. They said, "Tonight, you can leave your home, And tomorrow, it's gonna be the way of the gun", And the curfew, won't let you roam, roam, roam, And the bullets will let you know, when the big dog comes 'round your door.... Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Stone-cold killer, (Woooooh ohhh oh!) Food for the trigger, (Wohhhh ohh ohh!) And the trenches are dug, And the bones ain't too shiver, The tastes of war, so cold and bitter, And the human race is the face of the killer, And the cost of life is rarely considered. They said, "Tonight, you can leave your home, But tomorrow, but tomorrow, it's gonna be the way of the gun", And the curfew, won't let you roam, roam, roam, And the bullets will let you know, when the big dog comes 'round your door.... Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Who is the kil |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
I've lived my whole life, made mistakes,
From the get-go, Street kid from the start, right, no regrets though, I do what I want, yeah, cuz I said so, No sleep for the weak, right? No, bet no. Rollin' with the punk rockers, I ain't lying, Fake guns, fake bands, Fake punk, I ain't buying, Hit the road, All I know, Rock and roll ain't dying, about fifteen deep, We hit the streets low ridin. By the time we made it to New Orleans, It must have been half past three. By the time we made it to Memphis, We were crazy. Tonight, draw a blanket, And a pillow to keep us warm, Tonight, protect us from the storm. He was back, causing trouble, Time's they're a comin' round, Oh no, let me go to another round, Tuesday night is when the storm's gonna settle down, Had a glance, circumstance, Don't cause, trouble bound, She's the one, all alone, I come lookin', Smoke and mirrors as I watch, Aw, that girl was trippin', It's no fun, lost again, To have your heart broken, Greed is from a world that is built on hustling. By the time we made it to New Orleans, It must have been half past three. By the time we made it to Memphis, We were crazy. Tonight, draw a blanket, and a pillow to keep us warm, Tonight, protect us from the storm. The breaks were falling when they had failed, Every road can lead ya straight down to fucking hell, Rain stopped falling when they had failed, Every road can take ya straight down to hell. Doing nothing here, everyone straight trippin, Happy at times, are gone, past starts slippin, This will be enough to keep me on the road livin, -aca |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
I've lived my whole life, made mistakes,
From the get-go, Street kid from the start, right, no regrets though, I do what I want, yeah, cuz I said so, No sleep for the weak, right? No, bet no. Rollin' with the punk rockers, I ain't lying, Fake guns, fake bands, Fake punk, I ain't buying, Hit the road, All I know, Rock and roll ain't dying, about fifteen deep, We hit the streets low ridin. By the time we made it to New Orleans, It must have been half past three. By the time we made it to Memphis, We were crazy. Tonight, draw a blanket, And a pillow to keep us warm, Tonight, protect us from the storm. He was back, causing trouble, Time's they're a comin' round, Oh no, let me go to another round, Tuesday night is when the storm's gonna settle down, Had a glance, circumstance, Don't cause, trouble bound, She's the one, all alone, I come lookin', Smoke and mirrors as I watch, Aw, that girl was trippin', It's no fun, lost again, To have your heart broken, Greed is from a world that is built on hustling. By the time we made it to New Orleans, It must have been half past three. By the time we made it to Memphis, We were crazy. Tonight, draw a blanket, and a pillow to keep us warm, Tonight, protect us from the storm. The breaks were falling when they had failed, Every road can lead ya straight down to fucking hell, Rain stopped falling when they had failed, Every road can take ya straight down to hell. Doing nothing here, everyone straight trippin, Happy at times, are gone, past starts slippin, This will be enough to keep me on the road livin, -aca |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Nananana,
Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana naaaa..... Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana naaaa..... [Lars:] I was an atheist, You wore the crucifix, We put our differences to the side, This time a lesson learned, You told me not to mourn, Your heart is bigger every night I'm alive. [Tim:] Campbell, California, Aw, please don't let me down, Robert, I remember when you used to run the town, I'll never forget, and I'll always be your friend, I'll be seeing you on the other side. [Both:] Robert, I'll see you on the other side. [Lars:] I'm waking up to this, The pain that you are free, I miss the days that you walked with me, You're a brother, a loyal friend, Showed me how to be a man, I love you, Robert, and I always will. [Tim:] Campbell, California, Aw, please don't let me down, Robert I remember when you used to run the town, I'll never forget, and I'll always be your friend, I'll be seeing you on the other side. [Both:] Robert, I'll see you on the other side. Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana naaaa..... Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Nananana,
Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana naaaa..... Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana naaaa..... [Lars:] I was an atheist, You wore the crucifix, We put our differences to the side, This time a lesson learned, You told me not to mourn, Your heart is bigger every night I'm alive. [Tim:] Campbell, California, Aw, please don't let me down, Robert, I remember when you used to run the town, I'll never forget, and I'll always be your friend, I'll be seeing you on the other side. [Both:] Robert, I'll see you on the other side. [Lars:] I'm waking up to this, The pain that you are free, I miss the days that you walked with me, You're a brother, a loyal friend, Showed me how to be a man, I love you, Robert, and I always will. [Tim:] Campbell, California, Aw, please don't let me down, Robert I remember when you used to run the town, I'll never forget, and I'll always be your friend, I'll be seeing you on the other side. [Both:] Robert, I'll see you on the other side. Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana naaaa..... Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Let's Go!
The prophet speaks his language, reeks, A vile dogma that schemes and sneaks, His blood is weak, he's an oil sheik, Information leak, operation tweek There's no security in the battlefield, Metal cannons shape the human shields, A brand new country, they're gonna build, One more riot thats selfwilled State out of control! It's out of control! State out of control! We're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control! Inject the poison into the bloodstream Pick up your shovel, do what you're told, The probe is out, the watchdog grows to incredicble lengths to incredible lows Well off your target now you have missed, Deliberate lying and recklessness, Don't get crushed in the iron fist, Resist, resist, resist, resist! State out of control! It's out of control! State out of control! We're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control! Control! we're outta control |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Let's Go!
The prophet speaks his language, reeks, A vile dogma that schemes and sneaks, His blood is weak, he's an oil sheik, Information leak, operation tweek There's no security in the battlefield, Metal cannons shape the human shields, A brand new country, they're gonna build, One more riot thats selfwilled State out of control! It's out of control! State out of control! We're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control! Inject the poison into the bloodstream Pick up your shovel, do what you're told, The probe is out, the watchdog grows to incredicble lengths to incredible lows Well off your target now you have missed, Deliberate lying and recklessness, Don't get crushed in the iron fist, Resist, resist, resist, resist! State out of control! It's out of control! State out of control! We're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control! Control! we're outta control |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight
Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Caseys from Cali, California. She's got a reputation that she didn't ask for. Shes waiting for an escape now, escape is called the 164. Now, Casey, she wont admit when shes wrong, now Casey, shes always run, run, run. Shes a punk rocker, she dont trust no one on a south end bus all alone. Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Casey was never caught up, like the rest of the rats in a fucking maze Check me out she said, Im in a concrete jungle, Im an individual and youre stuck in my waste Oh hell no, she knows what the truth is. Because she said so She knows who her friends are so fuck you, dont get no closer, itll only make her run far away Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight I know Caseys brother pretty well, you see, we spent a lot of time hanging out I always thought for sure that shed be the one to get out of here and make a life fore herself but when we found her in the little league park, in the dugout it was cold in the dark. No one knew why she wouldnt wake up, I think she finally made it back home. Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight [Rap verse by Rob Aston] One time for your mind, two times for your soul three for the graveyard and the money I stole. Dimmed out in the city whe |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight
Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Caseys from Cali, California. She's got a reputation that she didn't ask for. Shes waiting for an escape now, escape is called the 164. Now, Casey, she wont admit when shes wrong, now Casey, shes always run, run, run. Shes a punk rocker, she dont trust no one on a south end bus all alone. Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Casey was never caught up, like the rest of the rats in a fucking maze Check me out she said, Im in a concrete jungle, Im an individual and youre stuck in my waste Oh hell no, she knows what the truth is. Because she said so She knows who her friends are so fuck you, dont get no closer, itll only make her run far away Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight I know Caseys brother pretty well, you see, we spent a lot of time hanging out I always thought for sure that shed be the one to get out of here and make a life fore herself but when we found her in the little league park, in the dugout it was cold in the dark. No one knew why she wouldnt wake up, I think she finally made it back home. Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight [Rap verse by Rob Aston] One time for your mind, two times for your soul three for the graveyard and the money I stole. Dimmed out in the city whe |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Go!
Go! Go! Walk into the party, didn't know who you are, Said quick quick on the living room floor, All I know is about three fucking chords, Drumkit, bass, and electric guitar. We're headed out to another show, Don't know which way it's gonna go, Don't even think about it, Don't even care, When the roadblock's in the way, we're gonna run around it, When the stop sign's in the way, we're gonna run through it all right, All right, When all the punks come out tonight! Go to work, go to school, get a fucking job, Sit at home like a fucking slob, I prowl the street like I'm the fucking law, All too crazy, tripped and crawl, Depression can't cut me out of the music, So I choose it, I use it, I won't fucking lose it! We're headed out to another show, Don't know which way it's gonna go, Don't even think about it, Don't even care, When the roadblock's in the way, we're gonna run around it, When the stop sign's in the way, we're gonna run through it all right, All right, When all the punks come out tonight! We're not fucking around, We're not fucking around, We're not fucking around, We're not fucking around! We're headed out to another show, Don't know which way it's gonna go, Don't even think about it, Don't even care, When the roadblock's in the way, we're gonna run around it, When the stop sign's in the way, we're gonna run through it all right, All right, When all the punks come out tonight! Tonight! Tonight! |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Go!
Go! Go! Walk into the party, didn't know who you are, Said quick quick on the living room floor, All I know is about three fucking chords, Drumkit, bass, and electric guitar. We're headed out to another show, Don't know which way it's gonna go, Don't even think about it, Don't even care, When the roadblock's in the way, we're gonna run around it, When the stop sign's in the way, we're gonna run through it all right, All right, When all the punks come out tonight! Go to work, go to school, get a fucking job, Sit at home like a fucking slob, I prowl the street like I'm the fucking law, All too crazy, tripped and crawl, Depression can't cut me out of the music, So I choose it, I use it, I won't fucking lose it! We're headed out to another show, Don't know which way it's gonna go, Don't even think about it, Don't even care, When the roadblock's in the way, we're gonna run around it, When the stop sign's in the way, we're gonna run through it all right, All right, When all the punks come out tonight! We're not fucking around, We're not fucking around, We're not fucking around, We're not fucking around! We're headed out to another show, Don't know which way it's gonna go, Don't even think about it, Don't even care, When the roadblock's in the way, we're gonna run around it, When the stop sign's in the way, we're gonna run through it all right, All right, When all the punks come out tonight! Tonight! Tonight! |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Saturday,
Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll, to rock and roll, rock and roll. <i>[Tim:]</i> There's a club on the coast, where the kids get lost, and no one's gonna stare, Yeah, chuck T's and bleached jeans with dayglow mohawk hair, Yeah, misfits and homeless kids all call their home there, Don't tell me it ain't real! Don't you fucking dare! <i>[Lars:]</i> Yeah, punk style in the car, nothing going on, Turn up the radio, cuz it's my favorite song, There's a club on the coast where all the kids get along, Skins and punx, and wayward ones, <i>[Matt:]</i> Nothing can go wrong! Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll, To rock and roll, rock and roll. <i>[Tim:]</i> Do you know what, when I show up, there's gonna be some fucking action, So many styles, always so wild, that's the fucking attraction, She said "What? I'll fuck 'em up", that's her satisfaction, <i>[Matt:]</i> Bottle of red, straight to the head, detox transaction. <i>[Lars:]</i> Hell's Angel's ran my neighborhood, It was always understood, I was running errands for the Angels, I was a little fucking hood! Punk rock was my way out, it was always in my blood, I don't give a fuck if I was locked up, should be dead or in jail! Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. <i>[Everybody:]</i> Family turns their back on their son, Now we're all alone, Now we ain't got a home, Now we're among our own! Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll, To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll. To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll. <i>[fade out]</i> |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Saturday,
Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll, to rock and roll, rock and roll. <i>[Tim:]</i> There's a club on the coast, where the kids get lost, and no one's gonna stare, Yeah, chuck T's and bleached jeans with dayglow mohawk hair, Yeah, misfits and homeless kids all call their home there, Don't tell me it ain't real! Don't you fucking dare! <i>[Lars:]</i> Yeah, punk style in the car, nothing going on, Turn up the radio, cuz it's my favorite song, There's a club on the coast where all the kids get along, Skins and punx, and wayward ones, <i>[Matt:]</i> Nothing can go wrong! Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll, To rock and roll, rock and roll. <i>[Tim:]</i> Do you know what, when I show up, there's gonna be some fucking action, So many styles, always so wild, that's the fucking attraction, She said "What? I'll fuck 'em up", that's her satisfaction, <i>[Matt:]</i> Bottle of red, straight to the head, detox transaction. <i>[Lars:]</i> Hell's Angel's ran my neighborhood, It was always understood, I was running errands for the Angels, I was a little fucking hood! Punk rock was my way out, it was always in my blood, I don't give a fuck if I was locked up, should be dead or in jail! Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. <i>[Everybody:]</i> Family turns their back on their son, Now we're all alone, Now we ain't got a home, Now we're among our own! Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll, To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll. To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll. <i>[fade out]</i> |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Hold your head up high,
Cuz tomorrow you may die, Cuz no one's safe around here, No one's safe around here. Stand your ground, Til you're the last one in town. Someone that you trust turned out to be a tricker, Smoking cigarettes, getting stoned on liquor, Getting really dizzy, only getting sicker, Small problems now only seem bigger. America's a safe place, If you're gonna leave it, And the rhetoric is there, If you're gonna read it, And the hollow masses, The machines defeated, And the rich look down to arrive on the bleeding. Hold your head up high, Cuz tomorrow you may die, Cuz no one's safe around here, No one's safe around here. Stand your ground, Til you're the last one in town. Hardly enough, It gets tough when you're running, So you bust out the homeless, When they start coming, In LA, Broadway, it's wicked when they're watching, And your backup and your backup and your backup ain't working. There's no food, so you're spurred into action, Set up and go to no satisfaction, Ice and snow is the city passion, When you walk in the shadows, girl, there's no protection. Hold your head up high, Cuz tomorrow you may die, Cuz there's no one safe around here, No one's safe around here. Stand your ground, Til you're the last one in town. [SR talking:] OK, well, This is the city of Los Angeles, And it never sleeps, It may look like it, But it doesn't. It lives and breathes nocturnally, So when you've got no place to sleep at night, And you're all huddled up, And you're cold, Wel |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Hold your head up high,
Cuz tomorrow you may die, Cuz no one's safe around here, No one's safe around here. Stand your ground, Til you're the last one in town. Someone that you trust turned out to be a tricker, Smoking cigarettes, getting stoned on liquor, Getting really dizzy, only getting sicker, Small problems now only seem bigger. America's a safe place, If you're gonna leave it, And the rhetoric is there, If you're gonna read it, And the hollow masses, The machines defeated, And the rich look down to arrive on the bleeding. Hold your head up high, Cuz tomorrow you may die, Cuz no one's safe around here, No one's safe around here. Stand your ground, Til you're the last one in town. Hardly enough, It gets tough when you're running, So you bust out the homeless, When they start coming, In LA, Broadway, it's wicked when they're watching, And your backup and your backup and your backup ain't working. There's no food, so you're spurred into action, Set up and go to no satisfaction, Ice and snow is the city passion, When you walk in the shadows, girl, there's no protection. Hold your head up high, Cuz tomorrow you may die, Cuz there's no one safe around here, No one's safe around here. Stand your ground, Til you're the last one in town. [SR talking:] OK, well, This is the city of Los Angeles, And it never sleeps, It may look like it, But it doesn't. It lives and breathes nocturnally, So when you've got no place to sleep at night, And you're all huddled up, And you're cold, Wel |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Another lesson has been learned,
In this days' modern times, Strangers in the mist appear, Now there's war, all the time, Systematically go and destroy, Commit another atrocity, Aggressors are in their places, Man-made catastrophe. I'm not looking for a fight now, And I don't care who's wrong or right now, So release the dove into flight now, So we can start right now, We can start right now. A small key's gonna open the door, Across the border to a new land, And in the new land a sand storm roars, Under spell and the ghost of a man, A pack of men, they're yours to stay, Their prayers fall upon deaf ears, Machiavelli owns a machine gun now, And I see it in the mask and a puppeteer. I'm not looking for a fight now, And I don't care who's wrong or right now, So release the dove into flight now, So we can start right now, We can start right now. Humanity has no blame in this case, this big game of chess for us all, Hostility explodes in the mess, now your arm got blood all over the world, And clear day turns to dark, blindfolding prisoners of war, And solidarity, on the razor's edge, boy, what? You're a big puncher now, right? Yeah?.... Ha!.... Nah.... I don't fucking think so! Ha ha ha! I'm not looking for a fight now, And I don't care who's wrong or right now, So release the dove into flight now, So we can start right now, |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
Another lesson has been learned,
In this days' modern times, Strangers in the mist appear, Now there's war, all the time, Systematically go and destroy, Commit another atrocity, Aggressors are in their places, Man-made catastrophe. I'm not looking for a fight now, And I don't care who's wrong or right now, So release the dove into flight now, So we can start right now, We can start right now. A small key's gonna open the door, Across the border to a new land, And in the new land a sand storm roars, Under spell and the ghost of a man, A pack of men, they're yours to stay, Their prayers fall upon deaf ears, Machiavelli owns a machine gun now, And I see it in the mask and a puppeteer. I'm not looking for a fight now, And I don't care who's wrong or right now, So release the dove into flight now, So we can start right now, We can start right now. Humanity has no blame in this case, this big game of chess for us all, Hostility explodes in the mess, now your arm got blood all over the world, And clear day turns to dark, blindfolding prisoners of war, And solidarity, on the razor's edge, boy, what? You're a big puncher now, right? Yeah?.... Ha!.... Nah.... I don't fucking think so! Ha ha ha! I'm not looking for a fight now, And I don't care who's wrong or right now, So release the dove into flight now, So we can start right now, |
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from Rancid - Indestructible (2003)
All the junkies they know my name
And every city looks the fucking same And the derilics who roam the streets are all the same And the scum surfaces up and has no one to fucking blame Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam blam blam your done Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam blam blam your done Why all the prostitution right about midnight And the junkies hives are trying to get tight ?? And Im trying to find some ultra sound But theres no fucking way to get out of this hell Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam blam blam your done Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam blam blam your done Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam blam blam your done Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam blam blam your done YAH! Your fuckin done! |
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