Walkin on the streets of DC, on the East Coast where I live

You say what's the problem, what's with this angry kid?

You don't like the way I walk, or the way I talk, or the way I swing my hands

You don't like the words I speak or the thoughts I think

And I know you'll never understand

You know-on the East Coast we ride until we die

You know, oh oh oh

Well there's a place inside my mind, yeah a place you'll never find

There's a place inside my mind we'll leave today

You know

Wouldn't it be perfect, if I could sit with you?

And we would change a thing or two, we'd change a thing or two

We would change the way you think, we would change the way I think

We can't change the way they think so we're not changin anything

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On the East Coast we ride, until the day we die

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