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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lars Frederiksen
Lars Frederiksen
Guitar
Jason Woods
Jason Woods
Vocals
Craig Fairbaugh
Craig Fairbaugh
Vocals
Scott Abels
Scott Abels
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lars Frederiksen
Lars Frederiksen
Composer
Tim Armstrong
Tim Armstrong
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tim Armstrong
Tim Armstrong
Producer
Michael Rosen
Michael Rosen
Engineer
Dave Carlock
Dave Carlock
Engineer
Brett Gurewitz
Brett Gurewitz
Mixing Engineer
Tom Baker
Tom Baker
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Let's go..
From the ragamuffins of Kingston, Jamaica
Paris, France New York city soul takers
Tokyo clubs thousand dollars whores
well I am the vol sung from sea to shore
All I know, rock n roll
One more show, here I go
yes I can - understand
well I'm so bad I'm one hell of a man...
well I don't need a lecture
I won't confess so I don't need a preacher
hey girl I just wanna undress ya
cause I am...
the streetwise professor!
Well I run with heathens crooks and cons
where the blocks are hot I got bullets for some.
I play my guitar until my fingers go numb
draped in bounty hunter well here I come..
well I don't need a lecture
I won't confess so I don't need a preacher
hey girl I just wanna undress ya
cause I am...
the streetwise professor!
Alright this song is for the fucking rancid punx,
the D.M.S. crew, the skunx, the U.S. fucking thugs,
black hearts, alleyway crew, O.B.H.C, K.O.B,
most hated, rumbler's car club, the wolf pack,
soul assassins, zombie wrecking fucking crew,
the transplants.....
it's all the people who've given me love and support,
South London, Kingston Jamaica, Atlanta,
New York, LA, all of Orange County, Boston,
Campbell, East Bay, San Francisco, Huntington Beach,
Santa Cruz, Oakland, Saco, Fresno, Tokyo,
Chicago, Anisaka, were worldwide personified motherfuckers,
to all my real friends.. you know who the fuck you are.....
Written by: Lars Frederiksen, Tim Armstrong
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