Woorden:
Transplants

's cruel and unforgiving It's a wicked world that we live in It's cruel and unforgiving Yo, representin' O-town 2002 baby transplants, 1

talking, set me off They're dumb like a fuck with a cool-aid smile danny diablo 'k, the devil's child LA (rockin') The Queens (keep rockin') Transplants

This song goes out to a good friend of mine He lives life to the fullest, (yeah) every single day Down in Oakland I'm gonna find them I'm gonna get them

you! [x2] I never sing, no, never, I only shout We're coming clean forever, without a doubt Like a machine gun trigger, you'd better watch out Yeh, transplants

When the fog comes through the golden gate And the moon shines on the bay And everything has changed Now that you have gone away Things are getting darker

I want it all I want it all [Tim:] Some come hoping to bleed it Some look up but don't see it Some are stand up and some seated Some will take and some

Madness! Madness! This is pure madness that we're talking about Pure madness all the time now This is pure madness that we're talking about And I can'

hard times come, my friends stand beside me Ahh, check it, my technique is flawless Ahh, wreck it, a fucking lawless Sharp as a fox and your flawless Judge told the verdict, said "The transplants

I'm gonna be straight with you This is the end of the world You either wake up or you don't Apocalypse now Apocalypse now, apocalypse now, apocalypse