Roots Radical - Rancid

Now I can say that, ah, they was not expecting this I know a God-fearing woman that ain't scared to get dirty And keep it real witcha even if the truth might hurt ya Go to church e'ry Sunday just to hear the preacher man And then she gone, but then she be right, uh, hold up I know a God-fearing woman that ain't scared to get dirty And keep it real witcha even if the truth might hurt ya Hold ya down when them hard times come And she never let nothing come between you, God and her purpose (Rae) God bless them girls with some roots Raised in a small town Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (yes, ma'am) Workin' hard for the money, but still bringing home honey A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess God bless them girls with some roots God bless them girls with some roots (God bless) Yeah, love this one They don't never give you credit when the credit is due And you don't have to have the compliments to know that it's true You walk around like you're confident in what you got goin' Like a boss 'cause you already know that it's you Work hard for the money when your pocket's a drought (yep) Being careful with the words coming outta ya mouth Country girl with a lil' slang whenever she talk and kinda sassy 'Cause she know what she talkin' about, yeah God bless them girls with some roots Raised in a small town (raise it up) Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (yes, ma'am) Workin' hard for the money (workin' hard for the money) But still bringing home honey A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess God bless them girls with some roots (yeah) God bless them girls with some roots (girl in boots) C'mon on, Lathan, let's bring it to 'em It don't matter who she around (nope) She'll still be the same person in front of any crowd Too classy to run with the fakes And she walk like she got it going on with her own lil' style, c'mon Rae (oh stop it) God bless them girls with some roots (bless it up, yeah) Raised in a small town (small town) Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (got them boys really shakin') (yes, ma'am) And workin' hard for the money (workin' hard, I see you workin' hard for it) But still bringing home honey (still bring home the honey) A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess (yeah, I see ya right there, ooh) God bless them girls with some roots God bless them girls with some roots (some roots, yeah) God bless them girls with some roots

I'm still running 33's up underneath this truck Even though rush hour concrete is the only place I'm getting stuck Ain't on the farm no more but on a stretch of sunny days I still catch myself looking up at the sky Praying for a little rain No I can't outrun these roots Even if I wanted to Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots Can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots There's still that back-home part of me, that can't help but see things a little different Like how there ain't no need to put a 'G' on the end of huntin' or fishin' And I still got granddaddy's bible, his old rifle and his name But I also got his pour a little more Coarsin' through my veins No I can't outrun these roots Even if I wanted to Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots I can't outrun these roots Thank God I can't They're tangled up in every part of who I am Without 'em I know I don't stand a chance I can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots Can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots

I tied your shoes while you sat and watched the rain Hands folded across your lap, and the dull look of peace across your face Mom down the hall, Bible pressed to her chest She swore the Devil hides in everything, and her room was the only safe haven left She watched us grow through windowpanes Something in the middle, something in the middle Something in the middle, something's in the way You held my hand while the wind whistled nocturnes in the dark Something in the middle, something in the middle Something in the middle, something's in the way We never knew what it meant to be whole and free Something in the middle, something in the middle Something in the middle, something's in the way We knew what we lost if we strayed from paths only they could see But sink or swim is all they'd say Your hand rode the wind out the window of the train We slept in our seats with our knees curled beneath our dirty chins Dad gripped the bags like they might fly away And the scenery beyond the glass was liquid, we sat and soaked it in I felt your breath along the way I'd hold your hand when the sky fell apart And you'd hold my hand if you felt me slipping back into the dark Can't tell from the ground if the sky will fall Can't tell from the sky if there's anybody down there at all It's empty hands or empty plates

I was just a boy My father seemed a mountain then With a voice that could shake the seas My mother's ghost hung across his shoulders And he said she was still watching over me My brother was home Just returned on army leave Told his stories with a distant stare And as it snowed The wind was howling through the trees And I spent my night just listening by the fire My hands move the creases from my brow Soft as a breath It's like a feather I dreamed of a lonely voice that night Quiet as death Outside my window It sang a sad and lovely tune Clear as a bell Soft as a shiver It said, I want you all the time It said, I want you all the time Goodbye bad thoughts I'm safe under covers So goodbye bad thoughts 'Cause I'm safe under covers Now I can see you again

Go ahead start causing trouble Get outta my way get outta my way... Don't want your lies and I don't want your... I don't see any fun In getting fucked up around this place I played as much as you Get outta my way get outta my way Rich kid rich kid get outta my hair Get outta my way get outta my way I'll sing what I'll sing and I'll wear what I'll wear Get outta my way get outta my way I try to love mankind and I try to do what's right But I can't do anything... Get outta my way get outta my way Go ahead start causing trouble Get outta my way get outta my way... Who do you think you are Do you think you're some kinda cop Why did you come along you're a fuckin' cop! Kid get outta my way kid get outta my way Kid get outta my way kid get outta my way (repeat) Get out of my way!

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 Stop and pray for a while For everything goes wrong My heart goes out on pause for you When we sing the prisoners' song The prisoners song I refuse to be a beaten man, I won't accept defeat I've been reaching for the stars 'cause you know I'm hard to beat So step aside and wait your turn 'cause you will get your time But not 'til I'm dead and gone, 'cause I ain't finished with mine, no Stop and pray for a while For everything goes wrong My heart goes out on pause for you When we sing the prisoners' song The prisoners song Sacrifice our souls for a working wage A constant state of manifest rage Cast off, abandoned and into the cold Their time will come before they grow old Stop and pray for a while For everything goes wrong My heart goes out on pause for you When we sing the prisoners' song The prisoners song

He can make a blind man see the Lord They call him Eddie the butcher You can die by pistol or knife or sword They call him Eddie the butcher King of his trade and all the chaos that he made Visions displayed a thousand cuts from his blade Surgical precision carried out with a mission Security provision, never indecision He can make a blind man see the Lord They call him Eddie the butcher You can die by pistol or knife or sword They call him Eddie the butcher Likely sides with a big long knife Demon arise in a crimson sky King of the flies, leave no one alive No compassion, agonize He can make a blind man see the Lord They call him Eddie the butcher You can die by pistol or knife or sword They call him Eddie the butcher

Would you please put down the knife? (Don't make me do it) You'll be running for your life (don't make me do it) Ending this as fast as I can (don't make me do it) Don't come back here again (don't make me do it) Don't make me do it Don't make me do it Don't make me do it I told you this once before (don't make me do it) Now I kick you out the door (don't make me do it) Now you're seeing what's in store (don't make me do it) Now you're gonna taste the floor (don't make me do it) Don't make me do it Don't make me do it Don't make me do it Don't make me do it (don't make me do it) Don't make me do it (don't make me do it) Don't make me do it (don't make me do it) Don't make me do it

Yankee cutter, trade wind breeze Wayward soul on the seven lost seas We ran in boulder 'til it was time to go Worked the Klondike in the ice and snow As I watched the sun go down The night is just begun This is my home now For I am a new American Eddie the butcher was a stevedore We sailed together to the Singapore shore That's where we met Calico Jim We drank his money and his bathtub gin As I watched the sun go down The night is just begun This is my home now For I am a new American 16 days, dead-end street Ironclad, pride of the fleet As long as I can live to tell The butcher and I can still raise hell As I watched the sun go down The night is just begun This is my home now For I am a new American

You've seen me exploded I've seen you get loaded I 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 Bound on an unholy road Bound on an unholy road I'm a magnificent rogue I'm a magnificent rogue Well, I've been moving While you've been sleeping I won't take nothing laying on my back, no I've been working, you've been talking Lying dormant, preparing for the next attack, go Bound on an unholy road Bound on an unholy road I'm a magnificent rogue I'm a magnificent rogue