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Rancid
Rancid


Информация
Откуда Berkeley, California, United States
Жанры Punk Rock
Hardcore Punk
Ska punk
Годы 1991—н.в.
Лейблы Hellcat Records
Epitaph Records
Lookout! Records
См. также Transplants
Lars Frederiksen and the Bastards
Green Day
The Used
Downfall
Devil's Brigade
Dance Hall Crashers
Basic Radio
Operation Ivy
UK Subs
Shaken 69
The Silencers
Nocturnal
Сайт Website
Состав
Branden Steineckert
Tim Armstrong
Lars Frederiksen
Matt Freeman
Бывшие участники
Brett Reed



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Rancid (1993)
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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
Let's the winter bleed
21 years old and no money

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


. . .



I'm money broke and it's no joke can't core use the rope this time (Hey !!)
Nuckel up buckel up the ride's getting rough but I will not loose my mind (Hey
!!)
I asked'em if I could come in and the first thing they said was no (Hey !!)
If I can't come in thats mean that I can't come back that means I got nowhere to
go

[repeat 2x]
I'm a hyena fighting for lion share
Sometimes the lions share ain't there

Absent from political authority an animal i've become (Hey !!)
Total disorder and confusion is the life style that I run (Hey !!)
Permit me to do what I want and I will I'm a nomad to travel (Hey !!)
Concrete class stone and gravel

[repeat 2x]
I'm a hyena fighting for lion share
Sometimes the lions share ain't there

Every time I turn around it's the same sad story
Getting ganked I wish it could end in lifes comisary
I'm a bad missionary with a wicked message I sent
Who can I trust in a world of greed
When I'm taught to take and not to give

Who can I trust when I'm taught to take and not to give

I'm money broke and it's no joke can't core use the rope this time (Hey !!)
Nuckel up buckel up the ride's getting rough but I will not loose my mind (Hey
!!)
Permit me to do what I want and I will I'm a nomad to travel (Hey !!)
Concrete class stone and gravel

I'm a hyena fighting for lion share
Sometimes the lions share ain't there

. . .



I didn't know what time it was until the sun went down
Detroit mild 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 I'm 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

. . .



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

[repeat 2x.]
Drunken bum
Yeah yeah yeah

. . .



In the dark with the okland skyline
As I cross the city I avoid the landlines
All I wanna do is make it through without dying
All I wanna do is keep on trying

Another night
In the streets for me
Another night
No sanctuary
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 have a bag of dope she give it up for free
If you got a song of hope it will help her see

Another night
In the streets for me
Another night
No sanctuary
Another night
Come and watch me bleed
Another night

. . .



Break down the fear
I got my animosity
I'm gonna break it down

Armageddon is coming so you better start running
Cause the big wave is coming to the shore
No surprise that you see throu the lies
Of the system that's rotten to the core

High tech surveillance
Paranoia and violence
Keeping the city at a calm
Break it down
Tear it apart
The city's going off
Like a bomb

Break down the fear
I got my animosity
I'm gonna break it down

Helicopters coming down on me tonight
My brother selling cocaine he knows how to fight
Hounded and arrassed in a power elite bought
Sun ain't arise so I abide by my route
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 block
High tech surveillance
Paranoia and violence
Keeping the city at a calm

Break it down
Tear it apart
The city's going off

. . .



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

[Repeat 2x.]
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

[repeat 2x.]
I got a lot of people telling me I'm out of my mind

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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 implies 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 incentives 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


. . .



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 was carry to this day

Rejected
Crossing the bridges in the land of the forgotten
Rejected

Distrust existed that I never saw
Deep seated trust I was a victim of

Rejected...

Unspoken among the more priveliged or the so called
I was not good enough not good enough at all
At first out of lonliness I tried to conform

. . .



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
I'm so fucking stupid with you I was a buyer
I believed in you you deceiving liar

. . .



Climb in
Climb in
Climb inside me.. pain

Another night of drinkin'
Another night of being
Out of my head and I don't know
Where I was last night
Drinkin' on a empty stomach
Or an empty mind
It makes no difference when I'm way out of line
Things I can't remember comes back to haunt me
A lot of people out there who seem to want me
Climb in the bottle and never come out

I may know nothing but I'm good at something
I will drink till the sun comes up
No more one of these days gonna come out of my haze

. . .



1987 at a 7-11
Police out looking for problems
But I'm no average hoodlum
Still running 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 qwart and watch me dwell
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
Pass out in a squat on mission
That night I was shocked into submission
Straight down straight down to hell I head
Systems of sewers is where I lay my head
People on their way are like on a different dimension
I need no correction
I got it right out in the trenches tonight
Some of my friends moved on a simple domestic life
They're all gone only a few of us remain
Only few of us want to keep in the same

. . .



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 got no alibis
Holiday sunrise

Relatives 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

. . .



Kick the kick drum increase the weight of the sound
The dialog of maximum decibles is enough to move the fucking ground
I'm gonna amplify the rage of a class
That's thought inferior the message in the volume
This song a carrier

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 a jaded junkie running dry
I don't know anything else

. . .



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 uncompromising strikes was paved the way Minn Sf and Toledo

But on the situation
But on the street sometimes

. . .



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 [repeat]

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