Rancid

Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight
Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight
Casey's from Cali, California.
She's got a reputation that she didn't ask for.
She's waiting for an escape now, escape is called the 164.
Now, Casey, she won't admit when she's wrong,
now Casey, she's always run, run, run.
She's a punk rocker, she don't trust no one
on a south end bus all alone.
Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight
Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight
Casey was never caught up, like the rest of the rats in a fucking maze
?Check me out? she said, ?I'm in a concrete jungle,
I'm an individual and you're stuck in my waste?
Oh hell no, she knows what the truth is. Because she said so
She knows who her friends are so fuck you, don't get no closer,
it'll only make her run far away
Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight