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GGF (Golden Gate Fields)
1,200
Punk
GGF (Golden Gate Fields) was released on August 1, 2000 by Hellcat/Epitaph as a part of the album Rancid (5)
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Release DateAugust 1, 2000
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM105

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rancid
Rancid
Performer
Tim Armstrong
Tim Armstrong
Guitar
Lars Frederiksen
Lars Frederiksen
Guitar
Matt Freeman
Matt Freeman
Bass
Brett Reed
Brett Reed
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Armstrong
Tim Armstrong
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brett Gurewitz
Brett Gurewitz
Producer
Thomas Johnson
Thomas Johnson
Mixing Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
This is not Churchill Downs
This is not Hollywood Park
When the field's wide open
I'll pick the horse that's got the biggest heart
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Let 'em run, let 'em ride
Let 'em go down the track
Let 'em win place and show
Let 'em one dollar exact
Six furlongs, four fillies
And three mares three years and up
And who measures up?
Well, I wish you luck
And who measures up?
Well, I wish you luck
[Verse 3]
And this is not Churchill Downs
This is not Hollywood Park
When the field's wide open
I'll pick the horse that's got the biggest heart
Yeah
[Verse 4]
Well, they rush the windows and play odds on fave
But the starter in second deuces down a bit of give and take and a
Race is a puzzler when they open from the outside
And it's a hit and run and they look back and a
You can't count on that and a
That's a fact
And the old men from El Cerrito
Who talk about their picks
And they talk about all the wins of Laffit Pincay
[Verse 5]
This is not Churchill Downs
This is not Hollywood Park
When the field's wide open
I'll pick the horse that's got the biggest heart
Yeah
[Verse 6]
Every time I come back to the East Bay, I run into Big L
But my old friend Big L, lord, he's not doing so well
See, me and Big L grew up across the freeway from the track
Yes, we spent many, many, many, many days at the track
I see Big L come rolling up the street
On his little sister's pink ten speed
He said, "Tim, Tim, don't you remember me?
Way back in 1973?"
And every time I see him, he has to remind me
Like I would ever forget Big L
[Verse 7]
And then
Then he's gone
Like a flash
Then he's gone
Like a flash
Yeah, like a flash
Yeah
[Verse 8]
Ok, this is Rancid signing off for now
Until next time, we'll see you guys later...
Written by: Tim Armstrong
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