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Rigged On A Fix Rancid Charles Van Doren never seemed to want it A 64,000 dollar question It was rigged on a fix end of innocence The original T.V. scandal It's true, Your through....Fuck you! 1998 Rancid s talking shit Mother fucker slammed the door Hit the streets running Cannot take it anymore In the reins of a train, I cuddle on the floor. Rancid Breakbeat Era To the left, to the right Pressure gridlock eye on the prize On my knees finally The irony is you saying please If you sleep too long the fires go out You dare to dream and we have no doubt One ahead one Black Derby Jacket Rancid The best way for me to drop out on tour You went to Upstate NxY (New York) to go to school To secure the roll with your parents I got a new perspective on you All the good and bad that we went through Collision Course Rancid Words don't apply on my push it up stereo Transistor party, but the fader's right They're gonna speak, come and blast it on a reggae, all the night Whoo! Trenches Rancid 1987, at a 7-11 Police out lookin' for problems But I'm no average hoodlum Still runnin from the pigs so it seems to me This is not the land of love and liberty It's more like a waiting room in hell Drink Hellbound Train Rancid In a moonlight house and the hellhound growls And you're staring death in the face And you never backed down, trying to put you in the ground Close the coffin door on your face [Chorus: Tim Armstrong & Radio Havana Rancid El Diablo is like a soundtrack All concurrent playback '57 chevy with the radio on It's a sad song That goes on and on It's a fugitive of time Radio Havana It's a fugitive of time Radio Havana A friend Magnificent Rogue Rancid ain't the type that's gonna hang around, no I've been mistreated, beat up, deleted I survived every world and turned it upside down [Chorus: Lars Frederiksen, Tim Armstrong & Lars Frederiksen] Bound on Turntable Rancid It's the best of love and hate Come on everybody, lets get together; I appall the backdrop of hate Well there's no more food on the table What once was strong, no longer able And an open mind, no longer Reconciliation Rancid Reconciliation in what they already knew Humanities lost when the powers vested in a few Spread out like a million locusts covering the sun Protagonists and infidels gonna speak out on the run Deep rooted Salvation Rancid Come on baby won't you show me what you got I want your salvation there's a neighborhood called blackhawk where all the rich people hide I was down on my luck working for the salvation army The shelter Olympia WA Rancid took us to the funhouse Where we played a lonely pinball machine Hangin' on the corner of 52nd and Broadway Cars passin' by but none of them seem to be goin' my way New York City, well I wish Nihilism Rancid come into the union district drive down on sharmon palms white ghettos paint a picture broken homes and broken bones i was so full of scotch i could not stand up i was hitting the shots and i moved Solidarity Rancid About you Said what went wrong About you Said you can't go on About you Said it's a long time gone About you Said your life's too long Solidarity love and unity Set me free with a bullet and a Junkie Man Rancid on the brightness see the son of god is comin' up and I see a likeness internalize the lunacy of the misery is showin' when you're brought up you're caught up in a system that's goin' No one answers Whirlwind Rancid every city got an artery where the blood breaks down an avenue or a boulevard and a boy who wears a crown indigant live styles mplies simply lack of means dogmatical authoritarians dictate the cities remains Journey To The End Of The East Bay Rancid JOURNEY TO THE END OF THE EAST BAY reconcile to the relief consumed in sacred ground for me there wasn't always a place to go but there was always an urgent need to belong all these bands and As Wicked Rancid AS WICKED I saw an old man on the street he was in a dumpster lookin' for somethin' to eat he moved so slow like a dyin' dream like a machinist who got caught in the machine I saw this lady and When The Smoke Clears Rancid Straight and narrow path now all twisted Where the weak at heart can be restricted Moonlight hollow in the dark light I see you standing there [Verse 2: Tim Armstrong] Careless beauty with a callous tongue Mr Rainbow Slapp Happy His silhouette rancid with diamonds Splinters like a stone in the palm of your hand, He's rigged with a nebula's sine qua non a festival of bones on a table of sand. Roots Radicals Rancid 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 Prisoners Song Rancid I need you 'cause I have a problem tonight Cold breeze in a storm and electric night Shut down the city 'cause I'll do that for you I can taste the bitter sting of the blue [Chorus: Tim Armstrong, Tim Adina Rancid I want to go where the action is, I want to fly through the urban blight, I want to live like a shadow in the dark, and only move at night. Hooligans Rancid Hard times come Yeah the hard times go When I say, come on, come on Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure Scars been stricken on their face Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know You Don`t Care Nothing Rancid YOU DON'T CARE NOTHING A cat lies awake when it sleeps was she conscious of her own miseries will the amount of her pain win her to enlightenment and set conscience free do you really wanna know Animosity Rancid start runnin' 'cause the big wave Is comin' to the shore No surprise that you see thru the lies of the system that's rotten To the core Hight tech surveilance Paranoia & violence Keeping the city at a Otherside Rancid ★Rancid - Otherside★ Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana naaaa..... Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana naaaa..... Hoover Street Rancid She's a Salvador immigrant, head through a thin wall A frail hooker, holding her carnal walls Gleaming sky scraper bunker he looked down Laugh hysterically and then he spread around On Hoover Street, then Outta My Mind Rancid you're working like a monkey who's been training by a sick junkie on a mission to get money for a new suit and tie to wear to a reception where they envy your deception and give complements and praises