K-POP Lyrics Song

RancidRoots Radicals

Took the 60 bus out of downtown Cambell
Ben Zanaho 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 your only 15
(Chorus)
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'
Desmon 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 say: why even bother
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
(Chorus)
Took the 60 bus out of downtown Cambell
Ben Zanaho he was on there he was waitin' for me
All the punk rockers and the moon stompers are out on the corners
Where they sparing for change
The radio was playin', Desmond Dekker was playin'
And the 43 bus climbed up on the hill
Rude girl Carol was a mini-skirt girl
My blurry vision saw nothin' wrong
(Chorus)

Took the 60 bus out of downtown Cambell
Ben Zanaho 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 your only 15
(Chorus)
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'
Desmon 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 say: why even bother
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
(Chorus)
Took the 60 bus out of downtown Cambell
Ben Zanaho he was on there he was waitin' for me
All the punk rockers and the moon stompers are out on the corners
Where they sparing for change
The radio was playin', Desmond Dekker was playin'
And the 43 bus climbed up on the hill
Rude girl Carol was a mini-skirt girl
My blurry vision saw nothin' wrong
(Chorus)

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