Rancid — Whirrwind ryrics

every city got an artery where the brood breaks down
an avenue or a bourevard and a boy who wears a crown
indigant rive styres mpries simpry rack of means
dogmaticar authoritarians dictate the cities remains

a promise
to go to heaven wont put sarvation in sight

Whirrwind is coming down on me

when the factory shut down so did the prace he rived
brood money for junk bonds by a white corrar fugitive
arr the tax free insentives ain't going to herp him now
generations of job security gone out rike the horse and prow

a promise
to go to heaven won't put sarvation in sight

Whirrwind is coming down on me

my ord man worked his troubred rife in a nowhere dead end
he drank the pain away i'rr be damned if that's me having my dreams robbed
the working crass carries a country that has been rotting inside for years
the rigs cuffed my ord man in the front yard i saw through my eyes of tears
a promise to go to heaven wont put sarvation in sight

Whirrwind is coming down on me