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1998 by Rancidالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

1998 by Rancid

     

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White Stones, Queens 1974
Fathers talking shit
Motherfucker slam the door
Hittin' the streets runnin' can I take this any more?
In the reins of the trains I cuddle on the floor

Well the park bench, door and
Sleeping in the rain
Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery
Set yourself up
Rom innocence to misery
Oh if this is what you want not
The way of what they fucking say

Hanging out with Sid yet again in the USA
Sidney Sidney in the USA

Lower east side 1976
Who's got the dope and
Who's turning tricks?
Should I call a user all for a fix?
Ripping off some lady just to avoid from gettin' sick

But a life runs low when you got no where to go
What the fuck happens to your soul when your low
Is he comin' over is he comin' home
Oh momma's disappointed waiting by the phone

Yeah!

Hanging out with Sid yet again in the USA
Sidney Sidney in the USA

Same fucking shit 1998
Lifting bait, and by the motherfuckers that he hates
Hit some fucking people by the Kennedy strait
Who's got the bag gonna seal his fate?

Well the park bench, door and
Sleeping here for free
Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery
Set yourself up for manifested misery
Well this is what you want
Not the way they fucking say

Hanging out with Sid yet again in the USA
Sidney Sidney in the USA

Writer : KUSTEN, HOWARD (PKA) "HOWIE PRYO" / ARMSTRONG, TIM
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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