Life Won’t Wait

7 ContributorsBlack Lung LyricsSigned arbitration under working condition

Union is in bed with the coal operators

Carry our freedom, lookin' for something

To give your family a better life for every single day

Somethings keep me goin'

Well, I got no one to blame

Five o'clock is comin', do you feel the same?

When the lonely whistle calls out your name

All the men look the same

When they come out the mine

No prejudice for the mighty black lung

Rank and file workers, rank and file minds

So take off the gloves and sock it to 'em

Somethings keep me goin'

Well, I've got no one to blame

Five o'clock is comin,' do you feel the same?

When the lonely whistle calls out your name

Hey unbeliever, black lung fever

Transmit receiver, stand up deceiver

I don't like you either

You're all prejudiced for the black lung fever

Somethings keep me goin'

Well, I've got no one to blame

Five o'clock is comin', do you feel the same?

When the lonely whistle calls out your name

[Lars]

Teach the children and disciples to wage a brand of war

Religious and prestigious keep the quest for the holy grail

The eye atop the pyramid is open and awake

The pagans own the rituals and the quiet world begins to say

[Chorus]

The vision is a new world order

The vision is a new world order

The vision is a new world order

Come along and tell your sister and your brother

[Tim]

The force of war, dynamite blast, rides on the weak and the poor

Don't wanna see my brother in pain

When the little man fighting all big men's wars

Don't know nothing 'bout no red, white and blue

Little men bring the big man too

Too many win, nobody lose, it all comes down to what will they choose

[Chorus]

The vision is a new world order

The vision is a new world order

The vision is a new world order

Come along and tell your sister and your brother

[Lars]

The conscience of the public can not be put to sleep

The conglomerate of the nations has no bounds in which they seek

Was it the mob tellin' the CIA to put us all in this state of fear

How many of us wish we were at Jack Kennedy's ear and say

[Chorus]

The vision is a new world order

The vision is a new world order

The vision is a new world order

Come along and tell your sister and your brother

[Buju]

See them try to rule the world

We don't know why

Why they want to rule the world

Cuya!

Only white men and black men's..? the white power ?

The guns of mass destruction, them fighting about

Buying the world is only so much money

Here they come to bring him down to his knees

World wide hunger ? one fear

Well gangster treaties who keep us in fear

How much more can our people bear?

Need no more division

Need no more pride and I

I will keep on fighting to keep what's mine

We the people speaking our mind

And once more, would you say it for me now?

[Tim]

Dynamite blast of the force of war

Government rides on the weak and poor

Don't want to see my brother in pain no more

When the little man fights all the big man's wars

[Buju]

? victimize

Mental slavery with the clever disguise

Our prides on our people must rise

Decide your fate but

Life won't wait

Life won't wait

Oh, life won't wait

[Chorus]

The vision is a new world order

The vision is a new world order

The vision is a new world order

Come along and tell your sister and your brother

[Spoken Intro]

Yeah!

Here's the new face of rock-n'-roll

It's all fighting toe to toe

Hard times come, yeah the hard times go

When I say, come on, come on

[Chorus]

All the hooligans and rude boys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face

All the hooligans and rude boys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face

[Verse 1]

One man's decision brings another's opposition completely unbound

Down on the flats where the seaside meets my lonely old town

Well all the rudies and skins well they're out on the streets making their way on the rift

Between the bottles and sex they smash and they wreck for something to live

[Chorus]

All the hooligans and rude boys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face

All the hooligans and rude boys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face

[Verse 2]

Sometimes you know there's no place to go but to a long life of crime

Yeah but its so wrong to steal someone's very last meal to profit up a dime

Your poe poes and greys well they end up in jail, gold slingin' cowboys

Well you took a bite outta the apple of decision that got ya there boy

[Chorus]

All the hooligans and rude boys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face

All the hooligans and rude boys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face

[Spoken Bridge]

Hooligans and rude boys, I don't want no racial hatred

"Black and white, who are portrayed without bias

These are the people whose voice I want to be..."

I said the hooligans!

Rancid

Rude boys!

Rancid

Hooligans!

Rancid

Rude boys!

Rancid

[Chorus]

All the hooligans and rude boys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face

All the hooligans and rude boys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face

[Dicky Barrett]

Cash, culture and violence

Poisoned like a rat who drank some strychnine gin

How many men can say they been allow this to happen

Bureaucratic military federation

Living dead only to rise again

The delicate skipped it heard the rumble

And the legions that are timid lord they crumble

And consequently nothing but a concrete jungle

And lord I wonder

The sword, the jewel, imagination

Cash, culture and violence

Violence, wealth and knowledge

Cash, culture and violence

Oh you're ridng and you're riding on the wings of destruction

Cash, culture and violence

It's the sword, the jewel, imagination

[Dicky Barrett]

Cash, culture and violence

Nickels, diamonds, can't be found

There's no one, nothing, come straight down

Psychosomatic, come straight down

You stopped cold from your nervous breakdown

Yeah!!!

The sword, the jewel, imagination

Cash, culture and violence

Violence, wealth and knowledge

Cash, culture and violence

Oh you're ridng and you're riding on the wings of destruction

Cash, culture and violence

It's the sword, the jewel, imagination

[Dicky Barrett]

Cash, culture and violence

(Cash!!!... Culture!!! Violence!!!)

5 ContributorsThe Wolf LyricsIn “The Wolf”, Rancid compares money-hungry businessmen, especially those who run record labels, to wolves: ruthless and cruel. Rancid has never been signed to a major label, as they feared it would restrict… Read More I didn't trust him, 'cause he smiled at me first

Just like the wolf before he bites me

And I didn't go there I swear that it was cursed

Just as if it was to despite me

I saw some better days, from Beijing to Hunter Place

A portrait of the sum of the last couple years

See I lost an image, an image of chaos

All I've ever known is isolation and pain?

I'm on the verge of losing everything, every single day

In all this deadly drama you know I see myself fall

I've been confusing, a lost canyon, consuming it all

And I didn't trust him, 'cause he smiled at me at first

Just like the wolf before he bites me

And I didn't go there, I swear that it was cursed

Just as if it was to despite me

So I may be antisocial and shy, and yo, I found myself a job

But I journey and complain, through incredible odds

Is this simple things I guess, a delicate balance

I never really thought I could make it all happen

Now the anarchist kid gives a fuck about you

I stood up every single time that I fell

It's just you, it's just you consuming it all

And I didn't trust him, 'cause he smiled at me first

Just like the wolf before he bites me

And I didn't go there, I swear that it was cursed

Just as if it was to despite them

And I didn't trust him, 'cause he smiled at me first

Just like the wolf before he bites me

And I didn't go there, I swear that it was cursed

Just as if it was to despite me

Yeah

8 Contributors1998 LyricsWhitestone, Queens 1974

Father's talking shit, motherfucker slammed the door

Hit the streets runnin' cannot take it any more?

In the reins of the trains I cuddle on the floor

On a park bench cold, sleeping here for free

Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery

Set yourself up from innocence to misery

Oh if this is what you want

Not the way of what they fucking say

Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA

Sidney Sidney in the USA

Lower east side 1976

Who's got the dope and who's turning tricks?

Should I call a user all for a fix?

Rippin' off some lady just to avoid from gettin' sick

But your life moves slow and you got no where to go

What the fuck happens to your soul when your low

Is he comin' over? is he comin' home?

Your mama's disappointed waiting by the phone

Yeah!!!

Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA

Sidney Sidney in the USA

Same fuckin' shit 1998

Lifting bait, and motherfuckers that he hates

Hit some fucking people by the Kennedy strait

Who's got the bag gonna seal his fate?

On a park bench cold, sleeping here for free

Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery

Set yourself up from innocence to misery

Well this is what you want?

Not the way they fucking say

Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA

Sidney Sidney in the USA

2 ContributorsWrongful Suspicion LyricsAll right, this one goes out

To all our friends in New York

H2O, The Slackers, Stubborn All-Stars

Most respect, hey Tim, take it away my man

Well, I heard they fly a confederate flag

Down at the state house

Got a gun to my head from the hand of a man

Down at the state house

Well, I'm reaching for a dollar in the hole in my pocket

Down at the state house

They said I got some rights and I really shouldn't knock it

Down at the state house

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

Broken bones, broken roles

They can all be fixed

So let them who battle with the pen

And the others with the fist

The strong ones will be defiant

With words that can't convince

You can take this as roles

But I'll take it as a diss

Well, they wanna hold me with wrongful suspicion

Down at the state house

And I'm all bundled up in an awkward position

Down at the state house

And they say it's all part of a hundred year tradition

Down at the state house

And I do feel they got a mental condition

Down at the state house

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

Hey, gettin' crazy watch me

Was it you all along working for the CIA?

Iran-Contra, Panama, American casket parlay

Visions of light, yes, visions of death, no, visions gone astray

Oh, you jump on that DC10 my man, and you fly away

Ignore the weak, ignore the poor

Down at the state house

They got a position for me on the floor, hell no

Down at the state house

They said you're gonna make a real, real nice one

Down at the state house

But they do not know the law no, not at all

Down at the state house

Was asking, what can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

All right this one goes out

To Sick Of It All, Agnostic Front

Crown of Thornz, Dgeneration

DJ Ansen, Dave Hillyard and the Rocksteady 7

Simon and the Bar Sinisters, Nine Lives

And his new band Under The Gun, Madball

Marky Ramone and The Intruders

Hey Marky, go get your fuckin' shine box

What can we do?

What can we do?

What can we do?

3 ContributorsTurntable LyricsHe's gonna go, go get it

Gonna run, run set it

In an otherwise hidden realm

Everybody knows it's fucking wild in a new frontier unbound

It's not the style, nor a trial

It's the best of love and fate

So, come on everybody, let's get together

High above 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 stable

And it spin like a DJ's turntable

A million eyeballs and a blink and a smile

With no dimensions of sight

Well within an inch, a billion colors

The entire world's contrast light

Oh it ain't right, another fight

Well it gets so very clear

With my passion on a stud, I walk through

I walk through the vicious ones

And I really don't care

Well there's no more food on the table

What once was strong, no longer able

And an open mind, no longer stable

And it spin like a DJ's turntable

My western mind has a hard time (hard time)

Getting across distrust

Passive resistance, Your assistance:

You're the one smoking dust!

It ain't a style, nor a trial, it's the best of love and hate (love and hate)

Come on everybody lets get together, I appall the backdrop of hate

Well there's no more food on the table

And what once was strong, no longer able

And an open mind, no longer stable

And it spin like a DJ's turntable

Well ya spin like a DJ's turntable

Well ya spin like a DJ's turntable

Well ya spin like a DJ's turntable

4 ContributorsSomething in the World Today LyricsThere's something in the street tonight

Don't know what it is but it won't keep quiet

Breaking through your masses on your radio broadcaster

There's something in the air tonight

And it's turning in to a full-fledged riot

City boy, last dance, someone tried to buy him the truth

All, all, all, all, all, nine lives

All gonna come right back for you

All, all, all, all, all, nine lives

All gonna come right back for you

There's something in the world today

I don't know what it is but it sure smells rotten

Babylon's burning and the fire seems waterproof

There's someone in your home tonight

You think you know who they are but something just ain't so right

I look at them a way but they don't feel the same about me

All, all, all, all, all, nine lives

All gonna come right back for you

All, all, all, all, all, nine lives

All gonna come right back for you

And I run and I run and I ride and I ride

And I live and I live and I die and I die

And I know it was all for you and me

And I run and I run and I ride and I ride

And I live and I live and I die and I die

And I know it was all for you and me

And I run and I run and I ride and I ride

And I live and I live and I die and I die

And I know it was all for you and me

And I run and I run and I ride and I ride

And I live and I live and I die and I die

And I know it was all for you and me