Collision Course

Did I mention to you
about my punk rock radio
Words don’t apply on my push it up stereo
Transistor party but the
dead alright
All these people come
and blast it on a reggae
all the night
woah
Sham 69 rocks reggae
on my temple
With a 45 record
on the turn table
With the turntable
kicking man
Took away yah
When the sun come a rising
and the song begins
singing
We’re on a mission
Got no remorse
100 miles an hour
Collision Course
When I blow up the line
and my radio down