Don't Push(Live At The Palace/1995)

歌詞

Stolen from an African land 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 And if I was half pint, I'd ball the lord up above If I was Mike Tyson, I would look for a fight And if I was a Boomtown Rat, I would be stayin up all night If I was the king I'd Rock, I would get stupid dumb And if rhymes were Valiums, I'd be comfortably numb If I had a shotgun, you know what I'd do? I'd point that shit straight 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, but I can't find the time I want a reason, but I can't find the rhyme And I want to start some static, but I can't afford, To just lay on the ground like I fell off my skateboard And nowadays, it's clear as you please, Strap with protection or strap with disease. Laughter, it's free, any time just call me 439-0116, when your down with Sublime you get Funky-fresh lyrics, you get nothin' Stolen from an Africa land I was chased out of the bar I saw my best friend tonight, so don't push me too far I'm gonna run come down with the new lyrics, Get hit, get hip, don't slip you knuckle heads Racism is schism on a serious tip You don't believe me than I'll come bust your lip. I hear the mountain, it hard to climb Rougher the rhythm and it must be sublime Listen yellow lover yeah it right on time We got cricket with the quickness and the bass line Go and raid the sound and tell the people the news, oh, hey Tell them reggae music is on the loose Here I am from the place where the sun keeps shinin' New style and a unique fashion And good, good vibes that keep on playin, playin People wanna come up and they wan tell me Smokin' crack cocaine better than sensi You're pumpin' that shit, yo we're sick of it Tweakin' every weekend and we just can't take it Whoa, we don't want plastic