Time Bomb by Rancid
Lyrics

If you wanna make the move then you better come in
It's just the ability to reason that wears so thin
Living and dying and the stories that are true
The secret to a good life is knowing when you're through

Black coat, white shoes, black hat, Cadillac
The boy's a time bomb

He's back in the hole where they got him living like a rat
Be he's smarter than that  Nine lives like a cat
Take him to the youth authority home
First thing you learn is you got to make it in this world alone
Now he's gotten out  He's gotten free  He's gotta go
Gotta car 21 years old   He's runnin' numbers from the bar
His pager's beepin'  He's gettin' deep in whatever
He can move on in  You know that kid's a creepin' in

Tears come from the razor that's been tattooed below his eye
His mother cries  She knows that he is strong enough to die
He's rollin' in the Cadillac  It's midnight  Sunroof is down
Three shots rung out the herd's deal  The new king is crowned.


The following is the original post by Simple557@aol.com that I
found on nevada.edu in case someone is interested: