Warsaw
Rancid Lyrics


(That is the vision of the anarchist...it is also a boy's dream)

True to Warsaw, glad we did it
Beat him down with a baseball bat
Police retreated the riot scenes in fear of a baseball bat
Working class intellectuals, disillusion you for sure
Broken dreams in Warsaw, where all the dreams fall down

American baseball bat!
Demolish the discotheque!
And how many blows to his forearm and neck
'Til he lay in the schoolyard, bludgeoned to death!

December 13, '81, who remembers a loaded gun?
Who remembers the first morning of martial law?
Hey, you should bring that Louisville
Yeah man, I'll know where
Yeah man economic (??? army), hardship in Warsaw

American baseball bat!
Demolish the discotheque!
And how many blows to his forearm and neck
'Til he lay in the schoolyard, bludgeoned to death!

Hey! All alone, bludgeoned to death!

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Written by: TIMOTHY ARMSTRONG

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Comments from YouTube:

Isaac McHale

Let's not let the world forget this gem.

Gregory Hauserman

One of their best albums right here imo.

Criminally underrated!

total garbage

Brings back so many memories

Casz K

I love this song but there is a problem with it. It carries a message that nobody can hear.

brian porter

What is the message?

Wade Thompson

God I used to drink alot.