place to go Radio, radio, radio, radio, radio, radio, radio When I got the music, oh I got a place to go When I got the music, oh I got a place to go
Oakland winter Can't stand alone you can't stand to- gether No matter what you do they'll try to divide you Fear you up What's in- side you way down
There's a place where I like to go When I got no food or I got no shelter It's a house where I can get away For maybe 3 days To get off the drink and
no freedom Little demon gonna hide inside she's gotta feed them How was I I to know that girl could take my heart everywhere she go Everywhere everywhere Everywhere she go
the back streets) And I'm not finished talkin' (time for the back streets) And the punx say stop it (time for the back streets) Let go of my hand I
;nock shock nock nock down" to my knees Same thing for my duty quiz Gunshot! gunshot! gunshot through my heart Sometimes there are guys Who can deal with me Everything's
I started watchin' them all down the line Keep steppin' and rejectin' all the time They try to pull me in Can't let that happen again They try to do it
it Put the gun to your dome no question Now the holy ghost in question what about the banks When they say go Standin at the top and can't let go Standin
and white stripes flying White for skin and red for dying Why can't i Walk on through And not feel like One is in hell We don't need no water Let
're using What about the kids that don't matter What about a general strike You don't know what it's like What it's like what it's like... What about
life and thought handled it Let the dying shorten this rythmmmm!!! Let's go! where the shores are green Let's go! where the music's loud Let's go! where
all the hate and trouble... 7@YEARS.DOWN There's a place where I like to go when I got no food or I got no shelteru It's a house where I can get away
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
(repeat 3x) You don't know my name Man you don't know my name Paint a number on my head Work me 'til I'm dead I can't believe i've wasted All these years
I had a dream I was a vigilante's side kick My name is Tim I'm a lesser known character I had a dream I was a vigilante's side kick fighting crime in
make a move then you better come in It's just the ability to reason that wears so thin If you wanna make a move then you better come in It's just the
lack of resistance She knows she is she knows she's goin' down below where the fire's glowing tenderloin The tricks she gets them she's not a victim
two friends of mine Skinheads what they claim Outside similarities but they don't feel the same Johnny thinks Jimmy's a mod & Jimmy thinks Johnny's a
