Journey To The End Of The East Bay Lyrics - ...and Out Come The Wolves - Rancid

Reconcile to the relief 

Consumed in sacred ground for me 

There wasn't always a place to go 

But there was always an urgent need to belong, yeah 

All these bands and all these people 

All these friends and we were equals but 

What you gonna do 

When everybody goes on without you? 

To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end 

To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end 

To the end, end 

To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end 

Started in '87, ended in '89 

Got a garage or an amp we'll play anytime 

It was just the 4 of us, yeah, man the core of us 

Too much attention unavoidably destroyed us 

4 kids on tour, 3000 miles in a 4-door car 

Not know what was goin' on 

We got a million years tourin' out like this 

Hell no no premonition could've seen this 

To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end 

To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end 

To the end, end 

To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end 

Matty came from far away 

From New Orleans into the East Bay 

He said, "This is a Mecca" 

I said, "This ain't no Mecca man, this place's fucked" 

3 months go by, he had no home 

He had no food, he's all alone 

Matty said, "Fool me once shame on you 

Didn't fool me twice," He went back to New Orleans 

To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end 

To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end 

To the end, end 

To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end