Rancid - 1998 Lyrics
White stones, queens 1974Fathers talking shitMother*****er slam the doorHittin the streets runnin can I take this any more?In the reins of the trains I cuddle on the floorWell the park bench, door andSleeping in the rainLittle kids sitting in the shooting gallerySet yourself upRom innocence to miseryOh if this is what you want notThe way of what they *****ing sayHangin out with sid yet again in the usaSidney sidney in the usaLower east side 1976Whos got the dope andWhos turning tricks?Should I call a user all for a fix?Rippen off some lady just to avoid from gettin sickBut a life runs low when you got no where to goWhat the ***** happens to your soul when your lowIs he comin over is he comin homeOh mommas disappointed waiting by the phoneYeah!!!Hangin out with sid yet again in the usaSidney sidney in the usaSame *****in shit 1998Lifting bait, and by the mother*****ers that he hatesHit some *****ing people by the kennedy straitWhos got the bag gonna seal his fate?Well the park bench, door andSleeping here for freeLittle kids sitting in the shooting gallerySet yourself up for manifested miseryWell this is what you wantNot the way they *****ing sayHangin out with sid yet again in the usaSidney sidney in the usa
