Lyrics

Go! And I won't give it up to you And I feel love, feel love, love, love Jailhouse gets empty Rudy gets plenty The baton stick gets shorter Rudy gets taller 'Em fight against the youth 'Cause we're strong Them are rude, rude people Can't fight against the youth 'Cause we're strong 'Em are rude, rude people Now, when I was a youth in 1983 It was the best day of my life Had the '89 vision, we didn't fuss or no fight When all the littlе daughters wanna be my wife A vision, it was playin' on my guitar, on my guitar I had to bе there, I had to be there I had to be there, I had to be there And the rhythm playin' I know that I'm gonna be there, yeah Bud Gaugh will be singing there And Eric Wilson will be bangin' out there, yeah And we'll be all singin', with version, with version Reggae version, version, version, version, oh Oh! What has been told to the wise and up-rooted? Yeah It's gonna be revealed unto you babes, and Sublime Rudy, Rudy, Rudy Can't fight against the youth Right now, them are rude, rude people Can't fight against the resistance Oh, right now, 'em are rude, rude people We gonna rule this land among children We gonna rule this land 'Cause when that rhythm, it was playin' on my guitar, on my guitar I had to be there, I had to be there I had to be there, I had to be there Oh, when I was a youth, it was the best day It was the best day of my life We had the '89 vision, we didn't fuss or no fight When all the little daughters wanna be my wife When that rhythm, it was playin on my guitar, on my guitar I had to be there, I had to be there I had to be there, I had to be there, I had to be there Had to be there Jailhouse gets empty And Rudy gets plenty Baton stick gets shorter Rudy gets taller, taller 'Em fight against the youth 'Cause we're strong Them are rude, rude people Can't fight against the youth