Letra de Salvation - Rancid

There�s a neighborhood called blackhwk where all the rich people hide

I was down on my luck working for the salvation army

The shelter is where i reside

Everyday we drive into blackhawk and we pic up the offerings

Microwave, refridgerator for the suffering

I can�t believe these people live like kings

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Hidden estates and diamond rings

I�m a rat out on a mission

I�m in your front yard under suspicion

Come on baby won�t you show me what you got

I want your salvation