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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rancid
Rancid
Performer
Tim Armstrong
Tim Armstrong
Guitar
Lars Frederiksen
Lars Frederiksen
Guitar
Brett Gurewitz
Brett Gurewitz
Vocals
Matt Freeman
Matt Freeman
Bass
Brett Reed
Brett Reed
Drums
Luis Conte
Luis Conte
Percussion
Vic Ruggiero
Vic Ruggiero
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lars Frederiksen
Lars Frederiksen
Composer
T. Armstrong
T. Armstrong
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brett Gurewitz
Brett Gurewitz
Producer
Doug Boehm
Doug Boehm
Mixing Engineer
Rob Schnapf
Rob Schnapf
Mixing Engineer
Nick Raskulinecz
Nick Raskulinecz
Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Andrew Alekel
Andrew Alekel
Engineer
Chris Reynolds
Chris Reynolds
Assistant Engineer
Dan Hoal
Dan Hoal
Assistant Engineer
John Cranfield
John Cranfield
Assistant Engineer
Kevin Dean
Kevin Dean
Mixing Engineer
Pete Martinez
Pete Martinez
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

They assumed I was guilty when I commited no crime
They said confessions bring lenience
So they put me on the line
So I protest a massacre's at the Tineman Square
My friend said yo stay away man you better not go fuckin back there oh
They wouldnt let me write about my opinions about the state
And the freedom of expression they would never tolerate
And the military secrets that I never did steal
I didn't start no violence no and there was nobody that I killed
So I had a clear account of all the abuses of power
And the memories of homeland now gone sour
And I only got one weapon and it's so plain for me to see
My only weapon I call poetry
And I don't even know why
The truth seems like lie
In my cell there is no sky
When I was arrested in shanghai
In the wealth and privledge huh I was not born
But devotion and freedom and liberty I was sworn
So every emotion is studied
Watched and controlled
Who gets paid who gets disciplined and who gets rolled so
Transmitter beams my coordinates anywhere on earth
And as radio waves surviellence satalite burst
Open up your skull and let some knowledge come in
Yeah, crack open the cranium and let awareness begin, oh
And I don't even know why
The truth seems like lie
In my cell there is no sky
When I was arrested in Shanghai
Written by: Lars Frederiksen, Tim Armstrong
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