Rancid:Leicester Square

From Lyriki

I got some hard times, two punks up on the subway
It's a long way to go to get to Leicester Square
A hard line, it's the one you gotta cross
The one you gotta cross to get you anywhere

Michael's on his way to pay back syndication
Of fisticuffs retired and his backstreet education
The 8-ball stops him low, the enemies' faces show
It's crystal clear and it ain't so great for folks who become broken here, yeah

I got none
I got no mind for nothing
I got no insight, I got no feelings
I got nothing that you want, so stay the hell away from here

The clockers that could swamp us now, the prime objective - fear
Two rival forces of different times, from places nowhere near
The tension begins to grow, his instincts tell him so
He chops that junk into woodchips, Punk, listen I fear slaughter for you, yeah!

I got none
I got no mind for nothing
I got no insight, I got no feelings
I got nothing that you want, so stay the hell away from here
Yeah

Ah no no
Ah no
No no no no no no no

I got some hard times, two punks up on the subway
It's a long way to go to get to Leicester Square
A hard line, it's the one you gotta cross
The one you gotta cross to get you anywhere

Mike gets whipped, his boy-face slapped around a cheap cigar
His gang comes in 'cause they're always seeing the trouble from afar
He act so apropos, illusion at his door
He makes his point then jumps with joint to the backseat with a mulatto whore, yeah
Yeah

I got none
I got no mind for nothing
I got no insight, I got no feelings
I got nothing that you want, so stay the hell away from here
Yeah

Ah no no
Ah no
No no no no no no

I got some hard times, two punks up on the subway
It's a long way to go to get to Leicester Square
A hard line, it's the one you gotta cross
The one you gotta cross to get you anywhere
Yeah

You see I got none
I got no mind for nothing
I got no insight, I got no feelings
I got nothing that you want, so stay away the hell from here