Collision Course
RANCID · ...Honor Is All We Know 2014 · Track 03 of 14
Written by Lars Frederiksen, Matt Freeman, Tim Armstrong
[Tim:] Did I mention to you about my punk rock radio? Words don't apply on my push it up stereo Transistor party, but the fader's right They're gonna speak, come and blast it on a reggae, all the night
Whoo!
Sham 69, roots reggae on my temple With a 45 record too, on the turntable With the turntable kicking, man, it took away, yeah When the sun come a rising and let the song begins
Singing!
We're on a mission, got no remorse One hundred miles an hour, collision course
[Lars:] With the glow of the light on my radio dial For better beats from the record file I dropped the needle watching creetons drop While I'm playing Pac-man at the record shop
Deep in the night and the chaos comes My rhythm gets driven by the beat of drums 45, 33 RPM, Hey, Mr DJ, let us in!
[Tim:] Check it!
We're on a mission, got no remorse One hundred miles an hour, collision course
We're on a mission, got no remorse One hundred miles an hour
We're on a mission, got no remorse One hundred miles an hour, collision course