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I took the slow drag off my smoke
I leaned back and I take my coke
I got approached by a shady bloke
He talked bad but uh, he was brokeI was born in a shadowy world
Wasteland, mean and hard boiled
With tragedies and turmoil
Disenfranchised and dis embroiledLost class in all 5 places
I don't care what color your face is
One day you're gonna lose all traces
And war shit on all men and racesIn the city of down and out
Money's always gonna equal clouds
And you're gonna have to scream and shout
Through the city of down and outPreacher wants a judgment day
Junkie keeps the world at bay
Policeman wants us to obey
Doomsday, doomsday, doomsday, doomsdayPreacher wants a judgment day
Junkie keeps the world at bay
Policeman wants us to obey

Doomsday, doomsday, doomsday, doomsdayGive me mine, give me all that you've got
Take off your shoes and fork over the pot
I like your chain and I needn't a watch
And your girl looks good, she could travel the blockIt's all here if you're looking to score
I'm downtown San Pedro at four
Everything from the stem to the door
Then we hang 'em all high for a few dollars moreI said I won't but I bet that I will
So point your clothes, I suggest that you chill
They all talk about keeping it real
But the second that it pop up let your homeboy squealLet it go you ain't ready for drama
Get you sore for trying to wreck my new karma
Ain't 'cause I want to, it's just that I've gotta
You know conscience is a motherfucker lock up your daughterPreacher wants a judgment day
Junkie keeps the world at bay
Policeman wants us to obey
Doomsday, doomsday, doomsday, doomsdayPreacher wants a judgment day
Junkie keeps the world at bay
Policeman wants us to obey
Doomsday, doomsday, doomsday, doomsdayAnd the television's spewing hate
Talking bout the rise of crime ratings
Heard the broke with state gonna say it
It's all sinking now and we're runnin' way too lateYou let this wash it clean
In the heart of Washington
And if it is looking in
[Incomprehensible] machinePreacher wants a judgment day
Junkie keeps the world at bay
Policeman wants us to obey
Doomsday, doomsday, doomsday, doomsdayPreacher wants a judgment day
Junkie keeps the world at bay
Policeman wants us to obey
Doomsday, doomsday, doomsday, doomsday

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Transplants is the name of an American punk/hip hop band. They formed in 1999 when Tim Armstrong of the band Rancid played his friend and roadie Rob Aston some beats he had made using Pro Tools and asked Rob if he would consider contributing lyrics. Initially, Tim played all the instruments himself but as the project grew, he invited musician friends such as Matt Freeman (Rancid), Lars Frederiksen (Rancid), and Vic Ruggiero (The Slackers) to add to the sound.

Read more about Transplants on Last.fm.


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