Yeah, I'm an Angel City Outcast, breakin' it loose.
Causing a whole lot of trouble, makin' the news.
And I don't fit into no stereotype,
Despite the media hype.
I didn't fit in no matter what I did,
Not a punk or a skin, just a regular kid.
Town to town, keep movin' around,
That ain't gonna keep me down.
And you won't know where you're going,
if you can't remember where you've been.
Sometime life is a bailiff
Sometimes a harlequin
And if you see me on the streets tonight,
Don't point or call me names.
You better know your facts,
and don't run your mouth
or get a boot right in your HEY!
On the streets of LA is where I grow
Where the c**tures plenty and I love them all
I listen to hip hop, reggae, ska
Old country and rock n' roll
On the Hollywood rooftop is where I'll be.
Down to Headline Records for a show to see.
818 and 213
Is home for you and me.
And you won't know where you're going,
if you can't remember where you've been.
Sometime life is a bailiff
Sometimes a harlequin
And if you see me on the streets tonight,
Don't point or call me names.
You better know your facts,
and don't run your mouth
or get a boot right in your HEY!
And you won't know where you're going,
if you can't remember where you've been.
Sometime life is a bailiff
Sometimes a harlequin
And if you see me on the streets tonight,
Don't point or call me names.
You better know your facts,
and don't run your mouth
or get a boot right in your HEY!
(This is for the Briggs, Rag-time Revolutionaries,
Whiskey Rebels, Blue-Collar Special, and Pressure Point!)
Oh, I'm an Angel City Outcast!
(Oh, I'm an Angel City Outcast!)
Oh, I'm an Angel City Outcast!
(Oh, I'm an Angel City Outcast!)
From Hollywood, Glendale, Eagle Rock,
Down to Rosemead, Walnut and Echo Park,
Pasadena, Burbank, East LA, South Gate,
Van Nuys, Marina Del Rey, Inglewood, Torrence,
Beverly Hills, And Temple City down to Mission Hills,
Tujunga, Montebello and Huntington Park, Venice, Carson,
Compton, Lynwood, and Highland Park
Causing a whole lot of trouble, makin' the news.
And I don't fit into no stereotype,
Despite the media hype.
I didn't fit in no matter what I did,
Not a punk or a skin, just a regular kid.
Town to town, keep movin' around,
That ain't gonna keep me down.
And you won't know where you're going,
if you can't remember where you've been.
Sometime life is a bailiff
Sometimes a harlequin
And if you see me on the streets tonight,
Don't point or call me names.
You better know your facts,
and don't run your mouth
or get a boot right in your HEY!
On the streets of LA is where I grow
Where the c**tures plenty and I love them all
I listen to hip hop, reggae, ska
Old country and rock n' roll
On the Hollywood rooftop is where I'll be.
Down to Headline Records for a show to see.
818 and 213
Is home for you and me.
And you won't know where you're going,
if you can't remember where you've been.
Sometime life is a bailiff
Sometimes a harlequin
And if you see me on the streets tonight,
Don't point or call me names.
You better know your facts,
and don't run your mouth
or get a boot right in your HEY!
And you won't know where you're going,
if you can't remember where you've been.
Sometime life is a bailiff
Sometimes a harlequin
And if you see me on the streets tonight,
Don't point or call me names.
You better know your facts,
and don't run your mouth
or get a boot right in your HEY!
(This is for the Briggs, Rag-time Revolutionaries,
Whiskey Rebels, Blue-Collar Special, and Pressure Point!)
Oh, I'm an Angel City Outcast!
(Oh, I'm an Angel City Outcast!)
Oh, I'm an Angel City Outcast!
(Oh, I'm an Angel City Outcast!)
From Hollywood, Glendale, Eagle Rock,
Down to Rosemead, Walnut and Echo Park,
Pasadena, Burbank, East LA, South Gate,
Van Nuys, Marina Del Rey, Inglewood, Torrence,
Beverly Hills, And Temple City down to Mission Hills,
Tujunga, Montebello and Huntington Park, Venice, Carson,
Compton, Lynwood, and Highland Park