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I, rebel musicI, rebel musicWhy can't we roam this open country?Oh, why can't we be what we want to be?We want to be freeThree o'clock roadblock, curfewAnd I've got to throw awayYes, I've got to throw awayYes, I've got to throw awayMy little herb stalkI, rebel musicI, rebel musicTake my soul and cuss me outCheck my life if I am in doubtThree o'clock, roadblockAnd, hey, Mr. Cop, ain't got no(What you say down there?)Ain't got no birth certificate on me nowI, rebel musicI, rebel musicTake my soul and cuss me outLetras de cancionesCheck my life if I am in doubtThree o'clock, roadblockAnd, hey, Mr. Cop, ain't got no(What you say down there?)Ain't got no birth certificate on me now From Letras Mania