VERSE
Took the 60 bus, out of downtown Campbell
Ben Zanotto he was on there he was waiting for me
All the punk rockers and the moon stompers
were out on the corners where they're sparing for change
I started thinkin, ya know I started drinkin
I don't really remember too much of that day
Something struck me funny when we ran out of money
Where do you go now when you're only 15?
With the music execution and the talk of revolution
It bleeds in me, and it goes
Give em the boot, the roots, the radicals
Give em the boot, ya know I'm a radical
Give em the boot, the roots, the reggae on my
stereo
VERSE 2 (Same chords)
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
(Solo1)--10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10--9--9--9--9--9--9--9--9--
yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
1/2
yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeaaaaaaah!
Took the 60 bus out of downtown Campbell,
/=number of times note(s) are hit
F=full bend
Took the 60 bus out of downtown Campbell
Ben Zanado he was on there he was waiting for me
All the punk rockers and the moon stompers
Are out on the corners where they're sparing for change
I started thinking you know I started drinking
I don't really remember too much of that day
Something struck me funny when we ran outta money
Where do you go now when you're only fifteen?
When the music execution and the talk of revolution bleeds in me and it goes
Give 'em the boot the roots the radicals
Give 'em the boot y'know I'm a radical
Give 'em the boot the roots the reggae on my stereo
The radio was playing Desmond Dekker was singing
On the 43 bus as we climb up the hill
Nothing incoming but the reggae drumming
And we all come from unloving homes
Why even bother and pick up the bottle
Mr. Bus Driver please let these people on
Rude girl Carol was a mini-skirt girl
My blurry vision saw nothing wrong
When the music execution and the talk of revolution bleeds in me and it goes
Give 'em the boot the roots the radicals
Give 'em the boot y'know I'm a radical
Give 'em the boot the roots the reggae on my stereo
G (rake down 6th string)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
F * G * *
Took the 60 bus out of downtown Campbell
Ben Zanado he was on there he was waiting for me
All the punk rockers and the moon stompers
Are out on the corners where they're sparing for change
The radio was playing Desmond Dekker was singing
On the 43 bus as we climb up the hill
Rude girl Carol was a mini-skirt girl
My blurry vision saw nothing wrong
When the music execution and the talk of revolution bleeds in me and it goes
Give 'em the boot the roots the radicals
Give 'em the boot y'know I'm a radical
Give 'em the boot the roots the reggae on my stereo
play this solo during the final chorus