Letra da Música Roots Radicals de Rancid

Took the 60 bus out of downtown Campbell
Ben Zanotto, he was on there, he was waiting for me
All the punk rockers and the moon stompers are out
On the corners where they're sparing for change

I started thinking you know I started drinking,
I don't (really) remember too much of that day.
Something 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 playing, Desmond Dekker was singing
On the 43 bus as we climbed up the hill.
Nothing incoming but the reggae drumming
And we all come from unloving homes (I said)

Why even bother and pick up the bottle
Mr. bus driver please let these people on
Rudegirl 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

On my stereo!

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!

Took the 60 bus out of downtown Campbell
Ben Zanotto, he was on there, he was waiting for me
All the punk rockers and the moon stompers are out
on the corners where they're sparing for change.

And the radio was playing, Desmond Dekker was singing
On the 43 bus as we climbed up the hill
Rudegirl Carol was a mini-skirt girl,
My blurry vision saw nothing 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 (x2)