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Sublime - Dont Push Paroles
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Stolen from an African land, and chased out with a knife. With a face like Bob Marley, and a mouth like a motor bike. Oh well the bars are always open, and the time is always right. And if God's good word goes unspoken, the music goes all night. And it goes. If I was Bob Marley I said could you be loved. If I was half pint I'd ball lord up above. If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight, and if I was a Boomtown Rat I would be stayin' up all night. If I was the king Ad-Rock I would get stupid dumb, and it rythmes with valiums I'd be comfortably numb. But if I had a shotgun, you know what I'd do, I'd point it straight up at the sky and shoot heaven on down for you. Because the bars are always open, and the time is always right. And if God's good word goes unspoken, the music goes all night. And it goes: I want a lover, I can't find the time. I want a reason, but I can't find the rythme. And I want to start some static, but I can't afford, to hit the ground like I fell off my skateboard, hey. Now a days as clear as you please, get straped with protection or straped with disease. Laughter, it's free, any time just, call me. 438-4836 'cuz your down with Sublime you get: funky fresh lyrics, you get 'nuff lyrics.
Stolen from an african land, I was chased out of the bar. And ice is my best friend tonight so don't push me too far.
Guitar. I gonna run come down with the new lyrics, get hit, get hip, don't slip you knuckle heads. Racism is scism on a serious tip. You don't believe me that I'm gonna bust your lip, hey. Because, I hear the moutain, it hard to climb. Rougher the rythm, then it must be Sublime. Listen Bud Gaugh yea he's right on time. Come listen Eric Wilson drop the funky bassline. Base! ....Mmmmm.........Come in Bud.
Lord have his grilled cheese. This the kinda rythem make you wanna explode. Not like doin' coke and shooting, not like taking a load. Beacause I'm a bandist, I'm rough and rugged. I keep my body strong, clean and . . .
People wanna come up and they want tell me smokin crack cocaine better than sensi.
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