Rancid Ringtones

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

Rwanda yeah your moon shines bright Rwanda over planned genocide Rwanda, won't you be strong like a lion Tune in the transistor And listen to the news Cause once a week it hits ya Heart broken and blue It's the voice over africa So stop peregrination So listen very closely to half a million dead souls Rwanda yeah your moon shines bright Rwanda over planned genocide Rwanda, won't you be strong like a lion It's complicated when facts come slow Mass destruction mass confusion Whats the difference to the orphan Orphans of the dead When no more machine guns strike and there's silence instead Rwanda yeah your moon shines bright Rwanda over planned genocide Rwanda, won't you be strong like a lion

Never fell in love 'til I fell in love with you Never knew what a good time was 'til I had a good time with you If you wanna get the feelin' an' you wanna get it right Then the music's gotta be loud For when the music hits I feel no pain at all Y'know One summer night I was drinkin' with my dad He tried to give me love that I never had But he gave more love to his bottle of wine So I had to go out and find love of another kind Here it is, here I am Turn it up fuckin' loud Radio radio radio radio radio radio radio When I got the music I got a place to go Radio radio radio radio radio radio radio When I got the music I got a place to go Radio clash magnificent 7 I was a choir boy you showed me no heaven Two tools surely lost No remorse ignoring the cost Here it is, here I am Turn it up fuckin' loud Radio radio radio radio radio radio radio When I got the music I got a place to go Radio radio radio radio radio radio radio When I got the music I got a place to go Don't you know? Here it is, here I am Turn it up fuckin' loud Radio radio radio radio radio radio radio When I got the music I got a place to go Radio radio radio radio radio radio radio When I got the music I got a place to go When I got the music I got a place to go When I got the music I got a place to go When I got a place, when I got a place, when I got a place to go When I got the music I got a place to go When I got the music I got a place to go When I got the music I got a place to go When I got the music I got a place to go When I got the music I got a place to go

Yeah! Here's the new face of rock-n'-roll! It's about fightin' toe to toe... Hard times come Yeah the hard times go When I say, come one, come all Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure Scars been stricken on their face Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure Scars been stricken on their face. One man's decision Brings anothers opposition Completely unbound Down on the flats Where the seaside meets My lonely young town Well all the rudies and skins Well they're out on the streets Making the way on the grill Between the bottles and sex They smash and they wreck For something to live Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure Scars been stricken on their face Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure Scars been stricken on their face 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 Gonna swing the cowboys Well you took a bite Outta the apple of decision That got ya there boy Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure Scars been stricken on their face Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure Scars been stricken on their face Hooligans and rudeboys 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 Rudeboys! Rancid Hooligans! Rancid Rudeboys! Rancid. Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure Scars been stricken on their face. Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure (Ahhh ahhhh ahhhhh)

Yeah Pick it up, pick it, pick it up, here we go I'm money broke and it's no joke Can't cope use the rope this time (hey) Knuckle up, buckle up, the ride's getting rough And I will not lose my mind (hey) I asked her if I could come in And the first thing she said was no (hey) If I can't come in, that means I can't come back I got nowhere to go Hyena fighting for the lion's share Right, sometimes the lion's share ain't there Hyena fighting for the lion's share Hear me out, sometimes the lion's share ain't there Absent from political authority An animal I've become (hey) Total disorder and confusion Is the lifestyle that I run (hey) Permit me to do what I want and I will I'm a nomad to travel (hey) Concrete, glass, stone and gravel Hyena fighting for the lion's share Right, sometimes the lion's share ain't there Hyena fighting for the lion's share Hear me out, sometimes the lion's share ain't there — it ain't there! Yeah, every time I turn around it's the same sad story Getting ganked, I wish it would end In life's commissary, I'm a bad missionary With a wicked message, I send Fighting to kill before I lose that shit And that's just the way I wanna live Who can I trust in a world of greed When I'm taught to take and not give? Who can I trust When I'm taught to take and not give? Yeah, I'm money broke and it's no joke Can't cope use the rope this time (hey) Knuckle up, buckle up, the ride's getting rough But I will not lose my mind (hey) Permit me to do what I want and I will 'Cause I'm a nomad to travel (hey) Concrete, glass, stone and gravel See, there's nothing you can say that's gonna change my mind Fuck you Hyena fighting for the lion's share Right, sometimes the lions share ain't there Sometimes the lions share ain't there Shit

Set out to mislead Sets out to murder False appearance is everything to him Is he good today, or is he evil In a violent crazy spewing words of madness It can go either way you never know Conditioned to deceived and that's how he likes it With all the guns going off who can say no to the guy Who watch out, who's fucking nuts 'Cause loki's playing tricks again Loki's playing tricks again Loki's playing tricks again Loki's playing tricks again

On the cusp of an explosion I answer with evil that's the way that I play it Street Turks multiple contusions I gnash spit, yeah, I grind my teeth Got a gun and a knife Staring back at you There's security force or vigilantes Overweight ego can dethrone me Ostracized if not otherwise Left to my own device you'll surly see Got a gun and a knife Staring back at you Got a gun and a knife Staring back at you

Our time has lost all of its fun Our kisses have lost all of their tongue It's such a struggle just to cum anymore Sex don't feel very nice When the feeling is dry and the love's gone away And kissing with open eyes It makes you realize, holding on is a waste And it's torture when you go away (away) It's boring when I see your face (your face) I think we need some sort of breakaway I'm feeling nothing left for you 'Nd I wonder why I always lose We should find some other kind of excuse Sex don't feel very nice When the feeling is dry and the love's gone away And kissing with open eyes It makes you realize, holding on is a waste And it's torture when you go away (away) It's boring when I see your face (your face) I think we need some sort of breakaway Sex doesn't feel very nice no more And our kiss don't taste like it did before I can't get it up when I'm all out of love And I'm always drunk 'cause I hate you so damn much Sex doesn't feel very nice no more And our kiss don't taste like it did before I can't get it up when I'm all out of love And I'm always drunk 'cause I hate you so damn much Sex doesn't feel very nice no more And our kiss don't taste like it did before I can't get it up when I'm all out of love And I'm always drunk 'cause I hate you so fucking much

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

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