If you count me out you better think again You better realize I’m not stopping This is where I start, this is where I begin Woke up in a downtown street Tough lifestyle living in rubble Broken bones broken homes Broken kid’s living in the jungle It’s about seven in the east bay cold as hell middle of the summer Me and Jesse Matt and Dave Mello was the drummer My momma said you better watch your back boy Keep your head up and be a shot blocker On the outside looking in wit the freaks and the thugs and all the punk rockers They say I’m outta step in this world just step back man I ain't gonna warn ya Here's a message for the disenfranchised of East bay California
Let me tell you something about the Eastbay its California but it ain’t sunny All my dreams came crashing down I’m outta home my street got no money And got no band, and got no one around, the music is gone man No where to sleep on the ground wondering what the fuck went wrong now Know what it’s like to walk among the dead? I’m alone in total isolation No ones there this is my final destination. Old man preaching bout war and peace and the path and total damnation I always seem to get up get out and survive in every situation
Than one day Matt says let's get the band together let's do this one more time So I’m, ok that sounds good, let’s give it a try, let’s give it one more run They got no rides we got drums we got guitars we got the songs all night long
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If you count me out you better think again You better realize I’m not stopping This is where I start, this is where I begin Woke up in a downtown street Tough lifestyle living in rubble Broken bones broken homes Broken kid’s living in the jungle It’s about seven in the east bay cold as hell middle of the summer Me and Jesse Matt and Dave Mello was the drummer My momma said you better watch your back boy Keep your head up and be a shot blocker On the outside looking in wit the freaks and the thugs and all the punk rockers They say I’m outta step in this world just step back man I ain't gonna warn ya Here's a message for the disenfranchised of East bay California
Let me tell you something about the Eastbay its California but it ain’t sunny All my dreams came crashing down I’m outta home my street got no money And got no band, and got no one around, the music is gone man No where to sleep on the ground wondering what the fuck went wrong now Know what it’s like to walk among the dead? I’m alone in total isolation No ones there this is my final destination. Old man preaching bout war and peace and the path and total damnation I always seem to get up get out and survive in every situation
Than one day Matt says let's get the band together let's do this one more time So I’m, ok that sounds good, let’s give it a try, let’s give it one more run They got no rides we got drums we got guitars we got the songs all night long
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