Texty: Rancid. Just A Feeling.

There's four of us here and that's always worked
good and evil, they don't mean dirt
one of 'em naked and one's no where
one of us went back in the hotel

on and on
just a feeling, it don't seem right
just a feeling, it don't seem right
just a feeling, it don't seem right
just a feeling
hurry up please, I'm broken God
well I don't know, I don't know about you
yeah yeah yeah
hurry up please, I'm broken God
I don't know, I don't know about you

shoot it in the left and shoot it in the right
can't tell Ma I'm homicidal
or about pornos in West Los Angeles
oh but she's got one and only child

on and on
just a feeling, it don't seem right
just a feeling, it don't seem right
just a feeling, it don't seem right
just a feeling
hurry up please, I'm broken God
well I don't know, I don't know about you
yeah yeah yeah
hurry up please, I'm broken God
I don't know, I don't know about you

Oh, about you!
(Okay Lars... Hit it!)
I got no proof

shoot it in the left and shoot it in the right
can't tell Ma I'm homicidal
in back rooms on the west side
oh but she's getting her child

on and on
just a feeling, it don't seem right
just a feeling, it don't seem right
just a feeling, it don't seem right
just a feeling
hurry up please, I'm broken God
well I don't know, I don't know about you
yeah yeah yeah
hurry up please, I'm broken God
I don't know, I don't know about you

oh... about you!