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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Tim Armstrong
Guitare
Lars Frederiksen
Guitare
Matt Freeman
Chant
Brett Reed
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Lars Frederiksen
Paroles/Composition
Matt Freeman
Paroles/Composition
Tim Armstrong
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jerry Finn
Production
Andy Wallace
Ingénierie de mixage
Michael Rosen
Ingénierie
Brett Gurewitz
Ingénierie
Frank Rinella
Assistance d’ingénierie
Howie Weinberg
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Joe Pirrera
Assistance d’ingénierie
Steve Sisco
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
Took the 60 bus
Out of downtown Campbell
Ben Zanotto, 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'
I don't really remember too much of that day
Somethin' 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 (whoa, oh)
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', Desmond 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
With the music execution and the talk of revolution (whoa, oh)
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
Alright, say 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, yeah
Took the 60 bus
Out of downtown Campbell
Ben Zanatto, 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
The radio was playin', Desmond Dekker was singin'
On the 43 bus as we climb up the hill
Rude girl Carol was a mini-skirt girl
My blurry vision saw nothin' wrong
With the music execution and the talk of revolution (whoa, oh)
It bleeds in me and when 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
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
Writer(s): Timothy Armstrong, Roger Matthew Freeman, Lars Frederiksen
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