Sublime Album Lyrics
Garden Grove
We took this trip to garden grove. It smelt like lou-dog inside the van. oh yea, This ain't no funky
reggae party, $5 at the door. It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme? I've got the
microwave, got the vcr. I got the deuce deuce in the trunk of my car. oh yea, If you only knew all the
love that I found, It's hard to keep my soul on the ground. Your a fool; don't fuck around with my
dog. All that I can see I steal. I fill up my garage. cuz in my mind, music from Jamaica all the love
that I found, pull over there's a reason why my soul's unsound.
It's you,
it's that shit stuck under my shoe
It's that smell inside the van
It's my bed sheet covered with sand
Sitting through a shitty band
Getting dog shit on my hands
Getting hassled by the man
Waking up to an alarm
Sticking needles in your arm
Picking up trash on the freeway
Gettin' depressed every day
Leaving without making a sound
Pickin up my dog up at the pound
Livin in a tweeker pad
Gettin yelled at by my Dad
Saying I'm happy when I'm not
Finding roaches in the pot
oh, all these things I do.. They're waiting for you.
What I Got
Early in the mornin', risin' to the street, Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet. Got to find a
reason, reason things went wrong. Got to find the reason why my money's all gone. I got a dalmation and I can still
get high. I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot.
Life is (too short) so love the one you got cause you might get run over or you might get shot. Never start no static
I just get it off my chest. Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest. Take a small example, take a tip from
me.. take all of your money and give it up to charity. Lovin's what I got, It's within my reach and the sublime style's
still straight from Long Beach It all comes back to you you're bound to get what you deserve. Try and test that,
you're bound to get served. Love's what I got, don't start a riot, You feel it when the dance gets hot.
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that.
Lovin', is what I got, and remember that.
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that.
Lovin', is what I got, I got, I got
why I don't cry when my dog runs away. I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay. I don't get angry when my Mom
smokes pot, hits that bottle and goes right to the rock. F*ckin and fighting, it's all the same. To live with Louie dog's
the only way to stay sane. Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me.
Wrong Way
Annie's 12 years old in two more she'll be a whore, Nobody ever told her it's the wrong way. Don't be afraid with the
quickness you get laid for your family gets paid It's the wrong way.
I gave her all that I had to give, I'm gonna make it hard to live. Big salty tears running down her chin And it ruins up
her make up I never wanted,
a cigarette, pressed between het lips but I'm staring at her tits, It's the wrong way. strong if I can, but I am only a
man, so I take her to the can, it's the wrong way. The only family that she ever had is her 7 horny brothers and her
drunk-ass dad. He needed money so he put her on the street, everything was going fine until the day that she met
me.
Happy are you sad, wanna shoot your dad I'll do anything I can the wrong way. We talked all night and tried to
make it right, Believe me shit was tight, It's was the wrong way.
Go run away if you don't wanna stay, Cause I ain't here to make ya', It's up to you what you really wanna do, Spend
some time in America, dub-style.
She'll give you all that she got to give, but I'm gonna make it hard to live. Big salty tears rolling down to her chin
and it smears up her makeup I never wanted
So we ran away and I'm sorry when I say that straight to this very day It was the wrong way. She took a hike, don't
matter if I like it or not because she only wants the wrong way.
I gave her all that I had to give, but she still wouln't take it, oh no. Her two brown eyes only get larger still, and it
still ruins her makeup I never wanted
Same In The End
Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky. They give it up, and they give it up, and they give it up,
but they never ask why. Daddy was a rollin', rollin' stone, oh, he rolled away one day and he never came home.
It ain't hard to understand, this ain't Hitler's master plan, what it takes to be a man. ooh, In my mind, and in my
brain I roll it over like a steamin' frieght train, It ain't hard to ascertain.
You only see what you want to believe when you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve. That don't
mean I can't hang But the day that I die will be the day that I shut my mouth and put down my guitar. Sunday
morning hold church down at the bar. Get down on your knees and start to pray, oh, Pray my itchy rash will go
away, ow! Back up y'all, it ain't me, Kentucky Fried Chicken is all that I see, It's a hellified way to start your day.
If I make you cry all night, Me and daddy are gonna have a fist fight, It ain't personal, it ain't me.
I only am what you told me to be, I'm a backward ass hillbilly, I'm Dick Buttkiss. You know I lie, I get mean, I'm a
thief in the dark, I'm a ragin machine.
I'm a triple rectified ass son of a bitch, Rec-titetm on my ass and it makes me itch. I can see for miles and miles and
miles, oh .. My broken heart makes me smile.
In my mind, in my brain, I go back and go completely insane. It ain't personal, It ain't me. If I make you cry, I
might, be your daddy at the end of the night. Take a load from my big gun.
You only see what you want to believe, When you creep from the back I got tricks up my sleeve, 24/7 the devils
best friend, Makes no difference it's all the same in the end.
April 29, 1992 (Miami)
April 26th, 1992, there was a riot on the streets, tell me where were you? You were sittin' home watchin' your TV,
while I was paticipating in some anarchy.
First spot we hit it was my liqour store. I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford. With red lights flashin' time to
retire, And then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire.
Next stop as the music shop, It only took one brick to make that window drop. Finally we got our own p.a. Where do
you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today? Hey.......
When we returned to the pad to unload everything, It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings. So once
again we filled the van until it was full, since that day my livin' room's been more comfortable. Cause everybody in
the hood has had it up to here, It's getting harder and harder and harder each and every year.
Some kids went in a store with thier mother, I saw her when she came out she was gettin some pampers. They said
it was for the black man, they said it was for the mexican, and not for the white man. But if you look at the streets it
wasn't about Rodney King, It's bout this fucked up situation and these fucked up police. It's about coming up and
staying on top and screamin' 187 on a mother fuckin' cop. It's not written on the paper it's on the wall. National
guard??! Smoke's from all around...
Let it burn, wanna let it burn, wanna let it burn, wanna wanna let it burn
Riots on the streets of Miami, oh, Riots on the streets of Chicago, on the streets of Long Beach, and San Francisco
(Boise Idaho), Riots on the streets of Kansas City (Salt Lake, Hunnington Beach, CA), Tuscalusa Alabama (Arcada
Compton Mischigan), Cleveland Ohio, Fountain Valley (Texas, Barstow - Let's do this every year), Paramount,
Victorville (Twice a Year), Eugene OR, Eureka CA (Let it burn, let it burn), Hesperia (Oh, ya let it burn, wont'cha
wont'cha let it burn), Santa Barbara, Nevada, Phoenix Arizona, San Diego, Lakewood Forest, fuckin 29 Palms
Santeria
I don't practice santeria I aint got no crystal ball. I had a million dollars but I'd, I'd spend it all. If I could find that
heina and that Sancho that she's found, well I'd pop a cap in Sancho and I'd slap her down.
What I really wanna know, my baby, what I really want to say I can't define. Well it's love, that I need, oh , but my
soul will have to, wait till I get back and find heina of my own. Daddy's gonna love one and all.
I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break and I got to live it up, oh , yea huh, well I swear that I. What I really
wanna know, baby, what I really want to say I can't define. that love make it go, my soul will have to...
What I really wanna say, my baby, What I really wanna say is I've got mine. and I'll make it, Yes, I'm comin' up.
Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide. Daddy's got a new .45. and I won't think
twice to stick that barrel straight down sancho's throat. Believe me when I say that I got somethin for his punk ass.
What I really wanna know, my baby, what I really wanna say is there's just one, way back, and I'll make it, yea, but
my soul will have to wait. yea, yea, yea
Seed
Janie always said I was a mess, I'm sorry bout that mess, I made her bleed. I'm planting my seed.
Still I knew she could take it if I opened up the rhythm I knew it could make it, but I hope her parents love her, so.
Feelin' all the acid on the brain, if I got that frame, I made her bleed, yeah she wants that lovin you see well if you live,
you wanna give or get old, and if you never knew that we get old, you live it up you live it up, you get old,
but if you got to know my place, And if you don't it smacks you in your face, but, I know her parents love her, and I
hope her parents love her, I hope her parents love her so...
Billyed back in 1983, what did you do for me? I made her bleed, well I'm lovin', I'm planting my seed, babe, I knew
we could make it, but, I only knew that the bitch would break it, yea, I hope her parents love her so, my God look at
me, If he had to go I know
I'm barely lovin' my holy creed, You never knew that was what you need, Oh my god, honestly, believe it or not, its
a disease. I, I hope her parents love her, I hope her parents love her so...
Jailhouse
Jailhouse gets empty, Rudy gets plenty, Baton stick gets shorter, Rudy gets taller. Can't fight against the youth,
Cause we're strong. Them are rude rude people. Can't fight against the youth, Cause we're strong. Them 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 didnt fuss and no fight, when
all the little daughters wanna be my...
like a vision, 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
When the rhythm, playin, I know that I'm gonna be there, ya, oh Bud Gaugh will be singin there, and Eric Wilson will
be bangin up there, yea, oh, and we'll be all singin' with vesion, oh
what has been told to the wise, and uprooted, yea, its gonna be revealed unto , 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, Them are rude, rude people.
We gonna rule this planet, among children. We gonna rule this planet
Cuz, 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. Had the '89 vision, we didnt fuss and no fight,
when all the little daughters wanna be my...
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, I had to be there
Jailhouse gets empty, Rudy gets plenty, Baton stick gets shorter, Rudy gets taller, taller. Can't fight against the
youth, Cause we're strong. Them are rude, rude people. Can't fight against the youth.
Pawn Shop
Down there at the pawn shop, It's a nifty place to shop What has been told about made of stone
just remember that it's flesh and bone...
Paddle Out
I never thought that when I grew up I would be in a band, and travel all the best spots in the land, and I'm not here
to brag or boast, I'm here to tell you about the spots that I love the most.
natural bridges on a clean west swell, breaks over the reef like a bat out of hell. Stockton Ave. gets hollow and
mean and on a big day it works like a machine. outside Stockton gets hot like a gloves swift St. John St. into
Mitchell's cove. big steamer ln. makes you wish you were a trout, when it's mackin' so hard only two dudes paddle
out...
a huge summertime south swell hits when i'm in my hometown, in a surfside bowl, is where I can be found or up and
down the coast, checkin' out the spots that I love the most.
The Ballad of Johnny Butt
Johnny Butt was a man with a real strong will to survive, he just keep pushin on even though he was barely alive,
so, shoot it up, shoot it up, it just dont matter. Johnny says he wants to go do it says he wants to kill a cop.
we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got to overcome, we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got
to overcome
so Johhny, just keep pushin, cuz the, the streets are yours. there'll come a day when all that, sh*t wont matter, so,
shoot it up, shoot it up, it just don't matter, when you're resisting any way.
we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got to overcome, we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got
to overcome
so Johhny, he kept on pushin, , the streets are yours. and there'll come a day when all,that shit wont matter, so,
shoot it up, shoot it up, it just don't matter, resisting any way.
we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got to overcome, we've got a brand new dance it's called we've got
to overcome
Burittos
I don't wanna go and party, I don't wanna shoot the pier, I don't wanna take the doggie for a walk, I don't wanna
look at naked chicks and drink beer, I don't wanna do a bong load, and go and wrench on the car, I don't wanna
hose the dog sh*t down, cause I aint even gonna get out of bed, I aint gettin, I aint gettin out of bed today, I aint
gettin, I aint gettin out of bed today,
Keep on skankin' Ronnie, skank the night away, But the time is coming, for us all to pay.
I don't wanna watch no porno, I don't wanna play guitar, I don't wanna spank the monkey, I don't wanna go down
to the corner bar, and I aint even got to listen to all the stupid sh*t you got to say. I don't wanna do a God damn
thing. I don't want to, want to leave my bed today
I don't wanna eat burritos, or read about OJ. No I dont want to get a head rush cause I aint gettin out of bed today I
aint got to leave my bed today, no way
Keep on skankin' Ronnie, skank the night away, But the time is coming, for us all to pay.
Under My Voodoo
Its Under My Voodoo.
Get Ready
Some folks say smoking herb is a crime, if they catch you smokin they're bound to drop the dime
insufferable informa crazy fools wait with their fingers crossed for you to break the rules and in
the evening when we try to jam we like the music loud in this here band we let the bass line
drop as loud as we can stand somebody always gotta turn informa for the man I want to know
right now is there one of you in the crowd are you gonna call 911 and spoil all of my fun you
crazy fool I'm in the mood get ready come on now load up the bong crank up the song let the
informa call 911 and when security police force want to arrive don't try to run don't try to hide
just pull out the .9 pop in the clip and let one slip into these crazy fools
Caress Me Down
Mucho gusto me llamo Bradley,
(glad to meet you my name is Bradley)
I'm hornier than Ron Jeremy,
and if you wanna get popped in your knee,
just wipe that look off your bati face
You hate me cause I got what you need,
a pretty little daughter that we call Mixie, and,
if you wanna get beat physically
it will be over in a minute if ya
so she told me to come over and I took that trip
and then then she pulled out my mushroom tip
and when it came out, it went drip drip drip
I didnt know she had the G.I. Joe, kung fu grip
and it went - uhh
and the girl caress me down- uhh
and thats that lovin sound- it went uhh
and the girl caress me down- uhh
and thats that lovin sound
when I kiss Mixie she makes me feel horny,
cause im the type of lover with the sensitivity,
when she kiss my neck and tickle me frenzy,
the right kind of love on a Sunday morning.
En el otro lado es donde vivi,
(On the other side is where I lived (in the U.S.)
con mi hijita, que se llama Mixie,
(with my little daughter, who's name is Mixie)
y su hermana, si me quiere,
(and her sister, she really likes me)
y ya horita, tenemos un bebe,
(and in a moment, we'll have a baby)
Sus padres sus tios me trataron matar
(Your parents, your uncles tried to kill me)
but they did not get too far
un poco despues tuve que regresar
a little while later I had to come back)
con un chingo de dinero
(with a shit load of money)
cause you know im a star
me fui a costa rica
(I went to Costa Rica)
para tomar y sufear
(to drink and surf)
placticaba con la rasa
(talking with the homies)
cause they know who we are
Si no so dio cuenta
(If you didnt take notice)
then I bet you never were
you must be a muneca
(you must be a doll)
if your still standing still
[Chorus]
Me gusta mi reggae,
(I like my reggae)
Me gusta punk rock,
(I like punk rock)
Pero la cosa que me gusta mas es panochita,
(but the thing I like most is pussy)
Ponga la nalga en la aire if you know who you are,
(put your ass in the air if you know who you are)
Ponga la nalga en la aire y empieza gritar,
(put your ass in the air and start to yell)
No tenga miedo, Im your papi,
(Don't be scared, Im your dad..)
take your chones, y les mandan a mi,
(take your panties and send them to me)
levanta, levanta, tienes que gritar,
(get up, get up, you have to yell)
levanta, levanta, tienes que bailar.
(get up, get up, you have to dance)
[Chorus]
What I Got (Reprise)
Early in the mornin', risin' to the street, Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet. Got to find a
reason, reason things went wrong. Got to find the reason why my money's all gone. I got a dalmation and I can still
get high. I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot.
Life is too short so love the one you got cause you might get run over or you might get shot. Never start no static
I just get it off my chest. Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest. Take a small example, take a tip from
me.. take all of your money and give it up to charity. Lovin's what I got, It's within my reach and the sublime style's
still straight from Long Beach It all comes back to you you're bound to get what you deserve. Try and test that,
you're bound to get served. Love's what I got, don't start a riot, You feel it when the dance gets hot.
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that.
Lovin', is what I got, and remember that.
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that.
Lovin', is what I got, I got, I got
why I don't cry when my dog runs away. I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay. I don't get angry when my Mom
smokes pot, hits that bottle and goes right to the rock. Fuckin and fighting, it's all the same. To live with Louie dog's
the only way to stay sane. Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me.
Doin' Time
Summertime and the livin's easy, and Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G. all the people in the dance will
agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC, me and Louie, run to the party dance to the rhythm it gets
harder.
Me and my girl, we got this relationship. I love her so bad but she treats me like..... on lock down like a penitentery.
she spreads her lovin' all over and when she get home there's none left for me
[chorus]
oh take this veil from off my eyes, my burning sun will some day rise so what am i gonna be doin' for a wife say i'm
gonna play with myself, show them how we come off the shelf, so what
[chorus]
Evil, I've come to tell you that she's evil, most definitely, evil, ornery scandalous and evil, most definately. the
tension, is getting hotter, I'd like to hold her, head underwater, ohooohh
Me and my girl, we got a relationship, me and my girl, we got a relationship, my girl, we got a relationship, oh and
my girl.........
So take a tip, take a tip, take a t-t-t-tip from me. Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G. all the people in the dance will
agree that we're well qualified to represent the LBC, me, la la Louie, while everybody, run to the rhythm it gets harder.