Rancid

JOURNEY TO THE END OF THE EAST BAY

Reconcile to the belief
Consumed in sacred ground for me
There wasn't always a place to go
But there was always an urgent need to belong, yeah
All these bands and all these people, all these frieds and we were equals
But what you gonna do when everyone goes on without you

To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end

Started in '87 ended in '89, you got a garage or an amp, we'll play anytime
It was just the four of us, yea the core of us ,too much attention unavoidably destroyed us
Four kids on tour three thousand miles in a four door car not knowing what was going
Years it would turn out like this
Hell, no no preminition could have seen for

To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end

My friend came from far away, from New Orleans into the East Bay
He said this is a Mecca
I said: "This ain't no mecca, man, this place is fucked"
Three months go by he had no home, he had no food, he was all alone
Matty said: "Fool me once. shame on you"
He said: "Fool me twice, he went back to New Orleans"

To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end