Rancid

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"Adina"

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
let's the winter bleed
21 years old and no money to read

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 town
is 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
may be not so much running but hopin'
for better days

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

[repeat 4x]
Hey Hey

she's crying again

"Axiom"

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

"Radio Havana"

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 señoras y señores, 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

"Not To Regret"

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

"Killing Zone"

Drop bombs, You’re gonna be warned
You’re gonna be scorned, You’re gonna be torn
There's a storm hittin' your home, not a false alarm but a real one
Can't trick it, let's wake up, can't stick it, pick it lines striking
If you like it, don't fight it, just hold it, then want it

Head straight to the killing zone, Now the war’s on
Head straight to the killing zone, now the war’s on, holes in the ozone, we're all gone
Head straight to the killing zone, Now the war’s on
Head straight to the killing zone, now the war’s on, holes in the ozone, we're all gone

All the nights of constant run, if you're the one, well now you're bombed
Sail on, Mr. Dumb One, you got a shot gun, hit the marksmen
Complex thoughts here, he don’t live here, keep the war there, just to control there
Without a care here, you should just see there
Start a war there, cross the boarders

Head straight to the killing zone, Now the war’s on
Head straight to the killing zone, now the war’s on, holes in the ozone, we're all gone
Head straight to the killing zone, Now the war’s on
Head straight to the killing zone, now the war’s on, holes in the ozone, we're all gone

[x2] Head straight to the killing zone, Now the war’s on
Head straight to the killing zone, now the war’s on, holes in the ozone, we're all gone
Head straight to the killing zone, Now the war’s on
Head straight to the killing zone, now the war’s on, holes in the ozone, we're all gone

"Otherside"

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,
Lesson taught, Well lesson learned,
You told me not to mourn,
Your heart is bigger than any man 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'm gonna see 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,
Loyal 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'm gonna see 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,
Nananana naaaa.....

"Stand Your Ground"

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,
Well, this song goes out to the city's forgotten.
Hey, Tim, take us on home....

Underlying reason, well she can't keep it going,
In the middle of the night,
they found her frozen,
And the Wal-Mart sign,
Keeps on glowing,
And the winds of change keep on blowing.

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.

"Ivory Coast"

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 killer?
(Wooooh ohhh oh!)
Stone-cold killer,
(Woooooh ohhh oh!)
Food for the trigger,
(Wohhhh ohh ohh!)

"Back Up Against The Wall"

Rock gets hot, now she can’t stop
She’s a lot, a lot like a robot
And she can’t be bought, and her nerves are shot
And she starts to rot, from the inside out
She said I don’t need you to save me, but there’s people here trying to blame me
And there’s 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 there’s 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 won’t be regretting
And there’s no more jobs here, no more love here
No more room here for me, and there’s 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 there’s 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 there’s 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 there’s no one there at all
And I got my back up against the wall

"Roadblock"

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!
Tonight!

"Born Frustrated"

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?
Is it you who's born frustrated?

"Tropical London"

If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.

When you were sick, girl, I held your hand,
When you were troubled I tried to understand,
Staying with you I did anything I can,
Cause losing you was not part of the plan.

Melbourne is a tropical London,
American in a tropical London,
Abandoned in a tropical London, Oh no, oh no,
If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.

A souvenir reminds me of you,
Every day I catch a glimpse of us two,
I'm the one going through the rescue,
That's why I'm confused you withdrew.

Melbourne is a tropical London
American in a tropical London
Abandoned in a tropical London
Oh no, oh no,
If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.

Medication, met you in
Authication, it's a
Hazardness in the
Valley of deception, and I
Walk alone,
But it was not my intention,
Not my invention,
And now my heart's been ripped wide open!

Melbourne is a tropical London
American in a tropical London
Abandoned in a tropical London
Oh no, oh no,
If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
That's one thing I know for sure.

"Spirit Of '87"

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.

[Tim:] 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!
[Lars:] 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,
[Matt:] 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.

[Tim:] 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,
[Matt:] Bottle of red, straight to the head, detox transaction.
[Lars:] 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.

[Everybody:] 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.
[fade out]

"Ghost Band"

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,
There's a ghost band, girl, playing our song

"Memphis"

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 your gonna 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,
Good every night, in a different city I'll be sleepin,
Let me know, here we go, met a girl named Lola,
Is she here? Is she there? Drinking Jack and cola,
She says, "Tim, where ya been? I got somethin' to show ya,
Lola fired off her clothes and started rock and rollin!

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 keep us warm,
Tonight, protect us from the storm.

"Travis Bickle"

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
I’m gonna go get my gun
Blam blam blam your done

Game over its no fun
Got me on the run
I’m 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 --à??
And I’m trying to find some ultra sound
But there’s no fucking way to get out of this hell

Game over its no fun
Got me on the run
I’m gonna go get my gun
Blam blam blam your done

Game over its no fun
Got me on the run
I’m gonna go get my gun
Blam blam blam your done

Game over its no fun
Got me on the run
I’m gonna go get my gun
Blam blam blam your done

Game over its no fun
Got me on the run
I’m gonna go get my gun
Blam blam blam your done

YAH! Your fuckin done!

"Arrested In Shanghai"

They assured me I was guilty but I commited no crime
They said confessions bring lenience so they put me on the line
So I protest the massacres at the Tiananmen Square
My friends said yo, stay away man, you better not go fucking back there

They wouldn't let me write about my opinions about the state
And freedom of expression they would never tolerate
And the military secrets that I never did steal
I didn't start no violence, and there was nobody that I killed

So I have a clear account of all the abuses of power
And the memories of my homeland have now gone sour
And I only got one weapon, its so plain for me to see
My only weapon I call.. poetry

And I don't even know why
The truth seems like a lie
In my cell there is no sky
When I was arrested in Shanghai

Into wealth and priveledge, huh, I was not born
But a devotion to freedom and liberty, I was sworn
So every emotion is studdied, watched and controlled
Who gets paid, who gets disciplined, who gets rolled

A transmitter beams my coordinates anywhere on earth
And radio waves, surveilance, satellite burst
Open up your skull and let some knowledge come in
Crack open the cranium and let awareness begin.......

"Django"

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,
You drag your coffin around, all around town

"Out Of Control"

Let's Go!
The prophet speaks his language, reeks,
A vile dogma that steams and stinks
His plot is weak, he's an oil sheik,
Information leak, operation tweek.

There's no security in the battlefield,
Metal cannons strafe the human shields,
A brand-new country, they're gonna build,
One more riot that's self willed.

Stay out of control!
It's out of control!
Stay out of control!
We're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control!

Inject the poison into the blood stream
Now look over your shoulder, do what your told
The probe is out the watchdog grows
The incredible lengths to incredible lows

Well off your target now you have missed
Deliberate line and recklessness,
Don't get crushed in the iron fist
Resist, resist, resist, resist, resist!

Stay out of control!
It's out of control!
Stay out of control!
We're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control!
Control!

"Start Now"

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,
We can start right now.

"David Courtney"

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!

If you're feelin' bold,
And you must be told,
You'll feel a whack upon your back,
From a knuckleduster 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 regret,
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,
Villains lend their ears,
He's a legend in the underworld, Robin Hood to the poor,
Well, if you pay your debt, you won't regret,
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 making a big mistake,"
As the coolness of the night reflected off the cobblestone roads,
And silence took over, he said:
"Do you know who the fuck I am?"

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!

"Red Hot Moon"

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

KC’s from Cali, California.
She's got a reputation that she didn't ask for.
She’s waiting for an escape now, escape is called the 164.
Now, KC, she won’t admit when she’s wrong,
now KC, she’s always run, run, run.
She’s a punk rocker, she don’t 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

KC was never caught up, like the rest of the rats in a fucking maze
“Check me out” she said, “I’m in a concrete jungle,
I’m an individual and you’re 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, don’t get no closer,
it’ll 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 KC’s brother pretty well, lets say
we spent a lot of time hanging out
I always thought for he said that she’d 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 wouldn’t 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 fold.
Dimmed out in the city where the sun burns slow, no hope it’s a pity I can’t say no.
It’s not my time to go, it’s not my time to die,
the last thing I wants for my mother to cry
It was love at first light, since the very first night,
things have never been the same since I took my first flight.
The way I live my life, I love; I live lavish, lost me from the start.
You lose, you’ll never have it! Untouched, unleashed, back up you don’t want it.
Stick him for his cash. It’s back, now he’s fronting.
Take two pass, I’ll take to blast.
Bust a mother fucker; I’m out on the flash. Pimped out, high as fuck.
I’m out of control. Let's bounce, rock, skate, Man I'm ready to roll.

Under the red hot moon.
Under the red hot moon.
Under the red hot moon.

"Fall Back Down"

Don't worry about me, I'm gonna make it alright
Got my enemies crossed out in my sight
I take a bad situation gonna make it right
In the shadows of darkness I stand in the light

You see it's our style to keep it true
I've had a bad year, a lot to go through
I've been knocked out, beat down, black and blue
She's not the one coming back for you
She's not the one coming back for you

If I fall back down, you're gonna help me back up again
If I fall back down, you're gonna be my friend
[x2]

It takes disaster to learn a lesson
You're gonna make it through the darkest night
Some people betray one and cause treason
We're gonna make everything alright

Well the worst of times, now, they don't phase me
Even if I look and act really crazy
I went way down, she betrayed me
Now my vision is no longer hazy

I'm very lucky to have my crew
They stood by me when she flew
I've been knocked out, beat down, black and blue
She's not the one coming back for you
She's not the one coming back for you

If I fall back down, you're gonna help me back up again
If I fall back down, you're gonna be my friend
[x4]

"Indestructible"

And I know, I’m indestructible
And I know, I’m indestructible
Tonight!

Break down! Caught tell me its not true
It’s a shakedown! Come on tell me who are you
It’s so fake now, everything I see right through
I’m 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 I’m just sitting here laughing
I’m gonna keep going up, I can’t get distracted

And I know, I’m indestructible
And I know, I’m indestructible
Tonight!

Lay back! Why cant you all come and save me
And you will never betray me
And I’ll 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 I’m dancing now to a whole different drummer
And I keep listening to the great Joe Strummer
cause through music, we can live forever

And I know, I’m indestructible
And I know, I’m indestructible
Tonight!

"Civilian Ways"

I hold the cold steel of my rifle
as I dream of foreign lands
And I promise myself
I will cherish every moment I can
But there's ghosts that follow me around
Everywhere I am
When I say goodbye
I try to be strong
Now I'm going back to the U.S.
where I belong

I ain't never alone
The war seems to follow me home
No longer an active soldier
When I walk down the street
I'm shaking hands
with everyone that I meet
And I watch everyone
wondering what they see

Civilian ways are now
what's foreign to me
I came off a long tour
I left this place in two o three
May we never forget the sacrifices
My friends made for me

I live in Marysville
out on the county line
And my Brother and my Mother
both visit me all the time
And visions of you
are always running right through my mind
We always talk about
what we're gonna do
when the war is won
We're gonna fix up them old cars
and ride them into the sun
When I heard you're no longer with us
Man I was done

Civilian ways are now
what's foreign to me
I came off a long tour
I left this place in two o three

May we never forget the sacrifices
My friends made for me
[x3]

"New Orleans"

Well I went south
With a case of survival
To amend my heart that's paper thin
You see I felt her words
and her images filed
I'm gonna carry my heart to New Orleans
I have no home to go
So I wander awhile
From coast to coast
From sin to sin
From the coldest shores
To the warmest islands
Been around the world
Back to New Orleans

Well she's got pride
Like a million lions
She's got a scar
on her velvet face
She's got a smile
like a newborn child
She's gotta walk,
a Stoic Grace

I never slept that night
Until my arrival
I romanticized a long embrace
You see I lost my tongue
and burned my Bible
But made it back home to New Orleans

Well she's got pride
Like a million lions
She's got a scar
on her velvet face
She's got a smile
like a newborn child
She's gotta walk
a Stoic Grace

Well I held my breath
and I swam for miles
When all was lost
and hell took place
You see it rained all night
and the city she flooded
It rained all night in New Orleans

Yeah it rained all night in New Orleans
Yeah it rained all night in New Orleans
Yeah it rained all night in New Orleans