Album: Rancid (2000)
In the army of Babylon I am a young Al Capone
My self an outlaw in the eyes of the Lord
Good man lose & the bad man win
The blind & the sick i attenuate them
Barrels of concrete & melted steel
Black smoke rises like a ghost in the field
Hardened lungs deep breathing the air
That stings the life from within me
Succobus catches on & it wouldn´t let me go
The leprosy sets in & you got no glue
The third world working on the factory floor
It is so dark in there you can not see the sun no more
Cold & burnt are frostbitten hands
That leaves you like a flower that is been pulled from the sands
Rabid dogs chewing at my feet
Trying to protect their side of the street
Army of Babylon, young Al Capone yea
Army of Babylon, young Al Capone yea
Young Al Capone yea (young Al Capone yea)
Young Al Capone yea (young Al Capone yea)
In the darkness among lonely spirits
Hopeless atmosphere, steel gates spear it
So simplistic, so realistic, so sadistic
Yeah you lose it all yeah
Army of Babylon, young Al Capone yea
Army of Babylon, young Al Capone yea
Young Al Capone yea (young Al Capone yea)
Young Al Capone yea (young Al Capone yea)
Ok Tim take this one home...!
Rancid Ringtones