Texty: Rancid. Time Bomb.

If you wanna make a move than you better come in
It's just the ability to reason that wears so thin
Living and Dying and the stories that are true
Secret to a good life's knowing when you're throught

Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac, yeah, the boy's a time bomb
Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac, yeah, the boy's a time bomb

Well, he's back in the hole where they got him living
Like a rat but he's smarter then that, nine lives like a cat
Ten years old they take him to the youth authority home
First thing you learn: you got to make it in this world alone

Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac, yeah, the boy's a time bomb
Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac, yeah, the boy's a time bomb

Now he's gotten out, he's gotten free, he's gotta go, got a car
He's 21 years old, he's runnin' numbers from the bar
His pager's beepin', he's gettin' deep in
Whatever he can move on in, you know that kid's a creepin' in

Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac, yeah, the boy's a time bomb
Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac, yeah, the boy's a time bomb

...The boy's a time bomb!

Tears come from the razor that's been tattooed below his eye
His mother cries, she knows that he is strong enought to die
He's rollin' in the cadillac, it's midnight, sunroof is down
Three shots ring out, the hero's dead, the new king is crowned

Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac, yeah, the boy's a time bomb
Black coat, white shoes, black hat, cadillac, yeah, the boy's a time bomb [x2]

...Ooh...Time bomb!!

(Thanks to Darki for these lyrics)