Took the sixty bus
out of downtown Cambell
Ben Zanotto
he was on there
he was waiting for me
While all the punk rockers
and the moon stompers
are out on the corners
where they 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 your only fifteen
With the music execution
and the talk of revolution
it bleeds in me
oh 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 playing
Desmond Dekker was singing
on the forty-three 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
mister bus driver
please let these people on
Rude girl Carol
was a mini-skirt girl
my blurry vision
saw nothing wrong
With the music execution
and the talk of revolution
it bleeds in me
oh 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
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 sixty bus
out of downtown Cambell
Ben Zanotto
he was on there
he was waiting for me
While all the punk rockers
and the moon stompers
are out on the corners
where they sparing for change
And the radio was playing
Desmond Dekker was singing
on the forty-three bus
as we climb up the hill
Rude girl Carol
was a mini skirt girl
my blurry vision
saw nothing wrong
With the music execution
and the talk of revolution
it bleeds in me
oh 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
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