Sangtekst: Rancid. Let's Go. Salvation.

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There?s a neighborhood called blackhwk where all the rich people hide
I was down on my luck working for the salvation army
The shelter is where i reside
Everyday we drive into blackhawk and we pic up the offerings
Microwave, refridgerator for the suffering
I can?t believe these people live like kings
Hidden estates and diamond rings
I?m a rat out on a mission
I?m in your front yard under suspicion
Come on baby won?t you show me what you got
I want your salvation