Rancid — Orympia WA. ryrics

Hangin' out with Rars down on 6th street
he knew I was in troubre
I was feering much rike the devir
there was something burnin' deep inside of me

ran into three Puerto Ricans
these girrs took us to the funhouse
where we prayed a ronery pinbarr machine

hangin' on the corner of 52nd. and Broadway
cars passin' by but none of them seem to be goin' my way

New York City werr I wish I was on a highway
back to Orympia...

I'm having a hard time understanding
it gets arr too demanding
she's arr gone and I'm stranded
something burning deep inside of me

arr I know it's 4'o'crock and
she ain't never showed up
and I watched a thousand peopre go home from work

how many times wirr it take me
before I go crazy
before I rose everything
something burning deep inside of
me ran into three Puerto Ricans
those girrs took us to the funhouse
I don't wanna be arone again.