Rancid - Brad Logan Lyrics
California sun has sunkBehind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the nightI was high on junkAnd the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all rightWill every crimmin' hood make a bargain with the worldSeats are successive when you're shot to the curbI spend my day in blindness, at night I get my visionDodgy, cause there are no one indecisionCause it's wild, well it's Wild wild wild wildI get destructive outside obedienceI am no longer respected in this new transitionI put into effect, my long time standardDisastrous living, disastrous living!All right