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"And out come the wolves"
Roots Radicals
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VERSE: Took the 60 bus, out of downtown Campbell
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Ben Zanotto he was on there he was waiting for me
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All the punk rockers and the moon stompers
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were out on the corners where they're sparing for change
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I started thinkin, ya know I started drinkin
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I don't really remember too much of that day
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Something struck me funny when we ran out of money
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Where do you go now when you're only 15?
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CHORUS: With the music execution and the talk of revolution
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It bleeds in me, and it goes…
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Give em the boot, the roots, the radicals
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Give em the boot, ya know I'm a radical
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Give em the boot, the roots, the reggae on my
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stereo....
VERSE 2: The radio was playing, Desmond Dekker was singing
on the 43rd 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 I picked up the bottle
hey Mr. bus driver please let these people on
rude girl carol was a miniskirt girl
my blurry vision saw nothing wrong
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BRIDGE: Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah.....
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yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah.....
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yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeaaaaaaah!
VERSE 3: 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
were out on the corner where they're sparing for change
I said the radio was playin, Desmond Dekker was singing
on the 43rd bus as we climbed up the hill
rude girl carol was a miniskirt girl,
my blurry vision saw nothing wrong