Текст песни Sublime - Garden Grove

Текст:

We took this trip to Garden Grove It smelt like Lou-dog inside the van oh yeah This ain't no funky reggae party 5 dollars at the door It gets so real sometime who wrote my rhyme I got the microwave got the VCR I got the deuce deuce in teh trunk of my car oh yeah If you only knew all the love that I found It's hard to keep my soul on the ground You're 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 Feeling depressed every day Leaving without making a sound Picking my dog up at the pound Living in a tweeker pad Getting 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

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