Lyrics

Hey you New York City, I heard you're ahead by far Me, I've never been ther but I've read my MRR Someday when I get the chance I'll check out your place Don't mean to dissapoint you punker friendz But it's RIPPERSIDE in your face Hey you East Bay punkers Hangin'out on Gilman St I know that it's the place to be Some say it can't be beat I just wanna let you know About another place it's called Yo Mama's you'll find out It's RIPPERSIDE in your face All you hardcore cities, that make this punk scene grow Ripperside is young and growing Just wanna let you know So when a band comes to your town And you ask them"What's your name?" If they say Falling Sickness then you'll know It's RIPPERSIDE in your fucking face!!!