Vocals, Guitar: | Tim Armstrong |
Bass, Vocals: | Matt Freeman |
Drums, Vocals: | Brett Reed |
Yeah
Here we go
Whoa
I'm money broke and it's no joke can't cope with the rope this time (Hey!)
Knuckle up buckle up the ride's getting rough and I will not lose my mind (Hey!)
I asked her if I could come in and the first thing she said was no (Hey!)
I can't come in that means I can't come back I got nowhere to go
I'm a hyena fight for the lion share, right!
Sometimes the lion share ain't there
I'm a hyena fight for the lion share, hear me out
Sometimes the lion share ain't there
Absent from political authority an animal I've become (Hey!)
Total disorder and confusion is the lifestyle that I run (Hey!)
Permit me to do what I want and I will, I'm a nomad to travel (Hey!)
Concrete, glass, stone and gravel
I'm a hyena fight for the lion share, right!
Sometimes the lion share ain't there
I'm a hyena fight for the lion share, hear me out
Sometimes the lion share ain't there, it ain't there
Yeah
Every time I turn around it's the same sad story getting ganked I wish it would end
In life's commissary I'm a bad missionary with a wicked message I send
If I don't care to use that shit is that the way I wanna live
Who can I trust in a world of greed what I'm taught to take and not give
Who can I trust when I'm taught to take and not give
Yeah
I'm money broke and it's no joke can't cope with the rope this time (Hey!)
Knuckle up buckle up the ride's getting rough but I will not lose my mind (Hey!)
Permit me to do what I want and I will cause I'm a nomad to travel (Hey!)
Concrete, glass, stone and gravel
You see there's nothing you can say that's gonna change my mind.
Fuck you.
I'm a hyena fight for the lion share, right!
Sometimes the lion share ain't there
Sometimes the lion share ain't there
Shit...
Emerging from the blue-collar swamps of Berkley, California, Rancid has now been a living, breathing punk rock band for over a quarter century. Apparently, nothing …