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1974 Father’s talking shit Mother fucker slammed the door Hit the streets running Cannot take it anymore In the reins of a train, I cuddle on the floor. Wel the park bench door Sleeping here for free Little kid sitting in the shooting gallery Set your self up Rom Innosence to misery Oh this is what you want Not the way, what they fucking say Hanging out with sid yet again in the U.S.A. Sidney Sidney in the U.S.A. Lower east side 1976 Who’s got the dope And who’s turnin trix Should i call a loser all for a fix Rippen off some lady Just to avoid from gettin sick Well when life runs slow When you got nowhere to go What the fuck happen to your soul when your low Is he coming over? Is he coming home? Oh momma’s disappointed, Waiting’ by the phone Yeah Hanging out with sid yet again in the U.S.A. Sidney Sidney in the U.S.A. Same fucking shit 1998 Lifting Bait And mother fuckers that he hates Hit some fucking people, By the Kennedy Straight Who got the Bag, Gonna seal his fate Well the park bench door And sleeping here for free Little kid sitting in the shooting gallery Set your self up For Manifested misery Oh this is what you want I don't care, what they fucking say Hanging out with sid yet again in the U.S.A. Sidney Sidney in the U.S.A.  More Rancid Song Lyrics
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