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Rancid
Junkie Man
1995
...And Out Come The Wolves
39
The common man don't suffer pain like this
Only the soul that has never been kissed
Let us adore our beautiful son
He's riding on the rivers of Babylon
Burning up and shooting up and bring on the brightness
See the son of God is coming up and I see a likeness
Internalize the lunacy, the misery is showing
When you're brought up, you're caught up in a system that is going
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
What do, what do, what do, what do I desire
Some parents' house is on fire
Slowly the house gonna burn to the ground
The neighborhood will watch without a sound
Will someone be a witness, please tell me that he's crazy
But he's not and they know that and can't get him 'cause he's not crazy
Beat him, lock him, knock him, take away his authority
Hit 'em, ship 'em, club 'em, submitted conformity
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
My hand went blind
You were in the vein clairvoyant
You were in the vein clairvoyant
My hand went blind
I make love to my transistor
My transistor
And my transparency from the balcony
I looked out on the big field
On the big field, it opens like the cover of an old bible
And out come the wolves
Out come the wolves
Their paws trampling in the snow the alphabet
I stand on my head watching it all go away
Burning up and shooting up and bring on the brightness
See the son of God is coming up and there is a likeness
Internalize the lunacy, the misery is showing
You're brought up and you're caught up in a system that is going
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Only the soul that has never been kissed
Let us adore our beautiful son
He's riding on the rivers of Babylon
Burning up and shooting up and bring on the brightness
See the son of God is coming up and I see a likeness
Internalize the lunacy, the misery is showing
When you're brought up, you're caught up in a system that is going
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
What do, what do, what do, what do I desire
Some parents' house is on fire
Slowly the house gonna burn to the ground
The neighborhood will watch without a sound
Will someone be a witness, please tell me that he's crazy
But he's not and they know that and can't get him 'cause he's not crazy
Beat him, lock him, knock him, take away his authority
Hit 'em, ship 'em, club 'em, submitted conformity
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
My hand went blind
You were in the vein clairvoyant
You were in the vein clairvoyant
My hand went blind
I make love to my transistor
My transistor
And my transparency from the balcony
I looked out on the big field
On the big field, it opens like the cover of an old bible
And out come the wolves
Out come the wolves
Their paws trampling in the snow the alphabet
I stand on my head watching it all go away
Burning up and shooting up and bring on the brightness
See the son of God is coming up and there is a likeness
Internalize the lunacy, the misery is showing
You're brought up and you're caught up in a system that is going
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
No one answers, no one takes that call from you
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is
Junkie man, tell me what your story is