Roots Radical - Rancid

Took the 60 bus

Out of downtown Campbell

Ben Zanotto, he was on there

He was waitin' for me

All the punk rockers

And the moon stompers

Are out on the corners where

They’re sparing for change

I started thinkin'

You know I started drinkin'

You know I don’t remember too much of that day

Somethin' struck me funny when we ran out of money

Where do you go now when you’re only 15?

With the music execution and the talk of revolution

It bleeds in me and it goes…

Give 'em the boot the roots the radicals

Give 'em the boot you know I’m a radical

Give 'em the boot the roots the reggae on my stereo

The radio was playin' Desmond Dekker was singin'

On the 43 bus as we climb up the hill

Nothin' incoming but the reggae drummin'

And we all come from unloving homes

(I said) «Why even bother» and I pick up the bottle

Mr. bus driver please let these people on

Rude girl Carol was a mini-skirt girl

My blurry vision saw nothin' wrong

With the music execution and the talk of revolution

It bleeds in me and it goes…

Give 'em the boot the roots the radicals

Give 'em the boot you know I’m a radical

Give 'em the boot the roots the reggae on my stereo