out of downtown Cambell Ben Zandito he was on there he was waitin' for me are out on the corners where
you know I started drinkin' you know I don't remember too much of that day somethin' struck me funny when we ran out of money do you go now when your only is
with the music execution and the talk of revolution it bleeds in me and it goes
give 'em the boot the roots the radicals give 'em the boot you know I'm a radical give 'em the boot the roots the reggae on my stereo
the radio was playin' Desmon Dekker was singin' on the 49 bus as we climb up the hill nothin' incoming but the reggae drummin' and we all come from unloving homes why even bother I pick up the bohle hey mr. bus driver please let these people on rude girl Carol was a mini-skirt girl my blurry vision saw nothin' wrong.