Little Ol' Me

from by Sofapunch

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lyrics

Trenchcoat going past his knees
Looking down avoiding every eye he sees
The sun is out but to him it's dark
The wheel is turnin' hard
Nothing makes sense when you're stuck in the backyard
Life is no fun

But some people like to speak
Tellin' him that he's a freak

No friends, no job
People call me a slob but I am who I am
You don't know me but I bet you probably see
Your own version of little ol' me

Piercings in every place
Liberty spikes that could be seen from space
The jeans are tight but so is the fist
The revolution is now
He's gonna start it but he doesn't know how
The government is "Killing us all"

But some people like to speak
Tellin' him that he's a freak

No friends, no job
People call me a slob but I am who I am
You don't know me but I bet you probably see
Your own version of little ol' me

Rancid said that you're a time bomb
You got me figured all wrong
Stop pushing on me

credits

from More To Lose, released May 12, 2005
Alex Nauth: Vocals
Mat Franklin: Rhythm Guitar/Vox
Tom Schleiter: Lead Guitar/Vox
Hans Henschen: Bass
Kevin Kane: Drums
Creel O'Neil: Trumpet
Andy Easton: Sax
Neal Paul: Trombone
Chris Horan: Trombone

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