Took the 60 bus out of downtown Cambell

Ben Zanotto he was on there he was waitin' for me

all the punk rockers and the moon stompers

are out on the corners where they sparing for change

I started thinkin' you know I started drinkin'

I don't remember too much of that day

somethin' struck me funny when we ran out of money

where do you go now when your only 15

with the music execution and the talk of revolution

it bleed in me and it goes

give 'em the boot the roots the radicals

Give 'em the boot you know I'm a radical

give 'em the boot the roots the reggae on my stereo

the radio was playin' Desmon Deckers was singin'

on the 43 bus as we climb up the hill

nothin' incoming but the reggae drummin'

and we all come from unloving homes

I said why even bother I pick up the bottle

hey mr. bus driver please let these people on

rude girl Carol was a mini-skirt girl

my blurry vision saw nothin' wrong