Lyrics: Rancid. Wrongful Suspicion.

All right this one goes out to all our friends in new york
H2O, The slackers, Stubborn all stars
Must respect hey tim take it my man
Well i heard they fly a confederate flag
Down at the state house
Got a gun to my head from the hand of a man
Down at the state house
Well i reach for a dollar in the hole in my pocket
Down at the state house
They said i got some rights and i really shouldn't knockit
Down at the state house
What can we do
Broken bones, broken roles
They can all be fixed oh yeah
So let those who battle with the pen
And the others with the fist its the gospel now
The strong ones will be defiant with words that can convince
You can take this as a role but i 'll take it as a diss
Well they wanta hold me with wrongful suspicion
Down at the state house
And i'm all bundled up in an awkward position
Down at the state house
And they say its all part of a hundred year tradition
Down at the state house
And i do feel they got a mental conditioin
Down at the state house
What can we do
Hey gettin crazy watch me
Was it you all along working for the cia
Iran contra panama american casket parlet
Visions of light yes visions of death no visions gone astray
Oh ya jump on that dazy tim my man oh and you fly away
Ignore the weak ignore the poor
Down at the state house
They got a real good position for me on the floor hell no
Down at the state house
They said your gonna make a real nice world
Down at the state house
But they do not know the law not no at all
Down at the state house
What can we do
All right this one goes out to sick of it all agnostic front
And the front still blocking that east generation dj ansen
Dave hillyard and the rocksteady seven siren and the bob sinisters nine lives
And his new band under the gun madball marky ramone and the intruders
Hey marky go get your fuckin shine box