Roots Radical

Rancid

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Took the 60 bus out of downtown Campbell Ben Zanotto he was on there He was waiting for me All the punk rockers and the moon stompers Are out on the corner where they're sparing for change I started thinking You know I started drinking I don't really remember too much of that day Something struck me funny when we ran out of money Where do you go now when you're only 15 ? With the music exectution and the talk of revolution It bleeds in me Oh And it goes   Give them the boot The roots the radicals   Give them the boot You know I'm a radical   Give them the boot The roots the reggae on my stereo The radio was playing Desmon Dekker was singing On the 43rd bus as we climb up the hill Nothing incoming but the reggae drumming And we all come from   unloving homes I said Why even bother and I pick up the bottle Hey Mr. Bus driver please let these people on Rude girl Carol was a mini skirt girl My blurry vision saw nothing wrong With the music exectution and the talk of revolution It bleeds in me Oh And it goes   Give them the boot The roots the radicals   Give them the boot You know I'm a radical   Give them the boot The roots the reggae on my stereo On my stereo ! ! !   yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah   yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah   yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah   yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Took the 60 bus out of downtown Campbell Ben Zanotto he was on there He was waiting for me All the punk rockers and the moon stompers Are out on the corner where they're sparing for change there's a radio playing and they keep stuck on singing And the 43rd bus as we climbed up on the hill Rude girl Carol was a mini skirt girl My blurry vision saw nothing wrong With the music exectution and the talk of revolution It bleeds in me Oh And it goes   Give them the boot The roots the radicals   Give them the boot You know I'm a radical   Give them the boot The roots the reggae on my stereo   Give them the boot The roots the radicals   Give them the boot You know I'm a radical   Give them the boot The roots the reggae on my stereo    

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Cette chanson évoque le quotidien d'un jeune de 15 ans qui traîne avec ses amis dans un environnement de punk et de reggae. Il parle de prendre le bus et de vivre des moments d'insouciance, où la musique fait partie intégrante de leur vie. Il se souvient de ces instants de camaraderie et de rébellion, tout en faisant face aux réalités de venir de foyers peu aimants. À travers les paroles, il se questionne sur sa place dans le monde, oscillant entre l'ivresse et l'espoir d'un changement, tout en célébrant l'énergie du mouvement radical et la musique qui les unit. Ce mélange de nostalgie et de révolte donne une couleur unique à son récit.