Lyrics Ivory Coast - Rancid

Ivory Coast

For 24 hours on the Ivory Coast
They relieved soldiers from their post
And they gave champagne for a toast
To pay dividends to the country’s host
They say tonight you can leave your home
But tomorrow it’s gonna be the way of the gun
And the curfew won’t allow you to roam, roam, roam
And the bullets will let you know
When the bad dog comes 'round your door
Who is the killer
(Whoa-oh-oh!)
Who is the killer
(Whoa-oh-oh!)
Stone-cold killer
(Whoa-oh-oh!)
Food for the trigger
(Whoa-oh-oh!)
I’ll shoot ya down right on sight
If you’re out in the wrong time of night
In a civil war there’s no civil rights
In the day of the dead run for your life
They say tonight you can leave your home
But tomorrow it’s gonna be the way of the gun
And the curfew won’t allow you to roam, roam, roam
And the bullets will let you know
When the bad dog comes 'round your door
Who is the killer?
(Whoa-oh-oh!)
Who is the killer?
(Whoa-oh-oh!)
Stone-cold killer
(Whoa-oh-oh!)
Food for the trigger
(Whoa-oh-oh!)
And the trenches are dug
And the bones they do shiver
The tastes of war are so cold and bitter
And the human race is the face of the killer
And the cost of life is rarely considered
They say tonight you can leave your home
But tomorrow it’s gonna be the way of the gun
And the curfew won’t allow you to roam, roam, roam
And the bullets will let you know
When the bad dog comes 'round your door
Who is the killer
(Whoa-oh-oh!)
Who is the killer
(Whoa-oh-oh!)
Stone-cold killer
(Whoa-oh-oh!)
Food for the trigger
(Whoa-oh-oh!)
Who is the killer
(Whoa-oh-oh!)
Who is the killer
(Whoa-oh-oh!)
Stone-cold killer
(Whoa-oh-oh!)